Bencheology [an Architecture of Human Bench Sitting]

Bencheology [an Architecture of Human Bench Sitting] Among the endless ways we have to come into possession of the specific and slow revelations of the world, I feel that I want to wait on tiptoe for it to disclose listening with my eyes to the human figure: nothing in my view is able to exert the fascination of presumed apparent simplicity of mankind, especially the human figure waiting (on a bench?) for someone to read one of his hidden stories. These people resting their lives sitting on a bench as to show us their amount of humanity and unicity are humankind and life itself that sits on the bench. They are all waiting. Waiting for someone able to read one of their possible stories. Only an attentive and patient look at this human form, at its dressing, posture, look, is the key to uncover one of their possible lives, regardless if real or imaginary: this way of staring beyond the shapes of this bodies, to their mistery, needs an ability of listening of Man that, even if catched by the eye, suppose above all an ethic of acceptance and the capacity to realize and perceive that is not automatic, and it is always a journey inside us, reorienting the relation from eye to eye.