This plate gives up Alice’s presence to let what keeps returning around her speak instead.
The blue lily, the feather, the 4072, the choker, the crystal and the resonance signals are not simple accessories to be recognised at a glance. Each one holds a meaning, but none is required to keep the same form forever.
The lily can be born as a flower, become embroidery, emblem or light. It carries memory, purity and that emotional part which keeps resurfacing even after being buried. It does not have to appear always in the same way, nor to occupy the centre of the scene. Sometimes a barely hinted form is enough for its meaning to make itself felt again.
The blue feather, instead, belongs to passage. It can be real, stylised, turn into a small charm or remain only as a luminous trace. It speaks of freedom, but not of a simple freedom without consequences. It is the sign of what manages to cross borders, worlds and identities without belonging completely to any of them. It can fall, travel or point a direction, reminding us that even what seems light can carry a story with it.
The plate does not exhaust every symbol tied to Alice. Among the presences that can accompany her there is also the blue butterfly, not depicted here. It represents above all memory when it stops staying still. It can appear as a light presence, a decorative detail, a luminous echo or a small vital signal suspended in space. It does not only keep the memory: it brings it back, accompanies it and lets it brush again against what seemed far away. In her, memory breathes, returns and sometimes changes form before it is even recognised.
The 4072 is the sharpest sign and, at the same time, the easiest to hide. It can appear as a code, an error, a decoration or an almost invisible trace. It does not always ask to be understood right away. Sometimes it is enough that it stays there, like something that has crossed every iteration without letting itself be erased.
The choker, too, does not define Alice through a single model. It can be simple, carry a ring or a crystal, become barely perceptible or not appear at all. Its value does not depend on the constant presence of the object, but on the idea of identity, focus and containment it can evoke when a scene needs it.
The crystal, instead, gathers what seems to have condensed. A memory, a fragment of the self, a core of resonance. It can appear polished, incomplete, or turn directly into energy.
Glitches, circles and fragmentations belong to the moment when the signal can no longer stay stable. They do not always indicate a break. They can be awakening, transformation, or the attempt of something to make itself recognised through a system that was not ready to listen to it.
Materials, dimensions, colours and intensity can change with every work.
Meaning does not live in the perfect replica of the symbol.
It lives in what keeps reminding us, even when it has already taken another form.