With its trait mixing irony and tenderness, Battì sketches a FLNC that seems to have gradually slipped from the underground shadow to a form of collective memory. Between hidden militants, birthday cake and old companion leaning on his cane, the drawing plays with the passing time, the secrets that everyone already knows and this strange impression that half a century later, underground is almost part of the CNI island heritage in open access. P…
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With its trait mixing irony and tenderness, Battì sketches a FLNC that seems to have gradually slipped from the underground shadow to a form of collective memory. Between hidden militants, birthday cake and old companion leaning on his cane, the drawing plays with the passing time, the secrets that everyone already knows and this strange impression that half a century later, underground is almost part of the CNI island heritage in open access. P…