Dy Yiayi is the mysterious inscription on the doorbell in the studio where the artist lived while she was realising the exhibition. In everyday diction, the inscription becomes an hypnotic, familiar, yet arcane sound, a mantra and a password to access the peculiar space-time of the works. Cleo Fariselli transforms the gallery into an ideal hereinafter and transposition of these private rooms. Veiled by a rose-tone filter, the gallery glassentrance turns into a great ideal ajar eyelid. On the inside, a few iconic furniture pieces help creating an ambiguous sense of off-putting domesticity. Such sensation is further nourished by a feminine bathing song, coming from downstairs, which is impossible to enter; dreamy and selfreferenced, the audio installation was inspired by the mythical character Melusina.

Dy Yiayi is the mysterious inscription on the doorbell in the studio where the artist lived while she was realising the exhibition. In everyday diction, the inscription becomes an hypnotic, familiar, yet arcane sound, a mantra and a password to access the peculiar space-time of the works. Cleo Fariselli transforms the gallery into an ideal hereinafter and transposition of these private rooms. Veiled by a rose-tone filter, the gallery glassentrance turns into a great ideal ajar eyelid. On the inside, a few iconic furniture pieces help creating an ambiguous sense of off-putting domesticity. Such sensation is further nourished by a feminine bathing song, coming from downstairs, which is impossible to enter; dreamy and selfreferenced, the audio installation was inspired by the mythical character Melusina.