Hangings and Weightings
White plaster sculptures hang slug-like on tenterhooks and seem to capture a state of uncertainty; all hang from a similar height. Vital tells me that his upbringing in the Engadine, with its backdrop of snowcapped mountains, had fixed his contemplative gaze at a certain height.
"When the sun goes up, the people in the Engadine are looking up," explains Vital, gesturing above eye-level. "If you look at old people in Italy they look down. Growing up there - and we are formed very early - vision is always fixed up there. When I was in New York, my first apartment didn't have much light, but it was the tallest I could get because if I had to concentrate on something, it would be up there... at 3m 30cm," Vital recalls, his gaze fixed at the exact height of his reverie. -source is Huffington Post, link here
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