Rottame is Italian for scrap: broken pieces, the remains of things that once were something. The word carries its own verdict — what it names is finished, worthless, waiting to be melted down. This project takes that verdict as its starting point and asks whether the language has decided too quickly.

Two discarded materials meet here. Metal frames — chairs, a bench, the stem of a lamp — are salvaged from local dumps and recycling yards. Cellulose acetate, the polymer that fine eyeglass frames are made from, comes as offcuts from the eyewear workshops of the Belluno region: material that is hard to recycle, because reprocessing means losing its colour entirely. Through hot fusion the acetate flakes settle onto the metal — a discarded structure, coated in a second discarded material.

What comes out is neither furniture nor sculpture. The objects keep the outline of the chair or the bench they once were, but their surface has become something else: dense, bright, flecked with the colours of a thousand spectacle frames. We call them non-seating delights — one-offs, made to be looked at rather than used, asking the same question the word does. If nothing is created and nothing is destroyed, then scrap is not an end state. It is a moment in a transformation that has not finished yet.