G. attends an Institute for people with visual and psycho-physical pathology.
The mental delay has always defined his life and conditioning it for good or for worse.
G. lives his life like a palette of colors : today he waked up in the textures of Blu and Yellow, Red and Green : he’s happy, he smiles, sings, dances and has fun.
Yesterday he waked up in the shades of Grey and Blacks : he was sad, aggressive, violent especially toward himself.
The times he ‘s in the textures of Grey and Black are less and less, but still there.
His life changes day by day and every new experience is a chance to grow up.
His life is in constant motion , an oppressed and compressed happiness that sometimes explodes in all his inner richness.
G. hates being helped , he wants to be free and independent.
He is the one who often helps the blind persons in the Institute in their long daily promenades.
He is the one who helps his mom and dad , both sick.
He is the one who tattooed his arm in memory of his old brother who passed away ten years ago.
He is the who falls in love 10 times a day, watching world and life from his personal and special perspective.
G. is a special boy, but his story is one like many others,
the story of G. is nothing more than one more (extra)ordinary story