Kintsugi is the Japanese art of putting together the pieces of a broken cup with gold. An ancient art, with a meaning that goes far beyond mere technique, a manual gesture, and that comes precisely from the composition of two words: kin (gold) and tsugi (reunite, repair, put together). Today this art is practiced by many craftsmen in Japan, and it can even take up to a month to repair a cup, but what strikes me is the possible analogy with our authenticity.
Words shape the reality around us, trace it and pursue it, like Ariadne’s thread or like Little Thumbling’s crumbs. When we name things, they begin to exist, they were not there before . If it is true that words create the canvases of our reality and these bind us to history, can they also create a new story? Could we influence, with words, the world to come?