“We are on planet Earth. Something happened which upset and reset it. Mankind no longer exists, life is something else now. Neither woods, nor forests are there. Only mountains, oceans, rivers, rocks and sand. Some streets hither and thither, haunted villages and old sleeping cities”. This is the context in which the Rotods are born.
Rosa Todde tells about a mysterious catastrophe that raged on Earth, causing the sudden death of all living beings and the gradual dissolution of the biosphere, the organic life. The world thus returns to its mineral state, it becomes a desert cut through by the ruinous marks of human civilization.
And yet something moves through such a macabre scenery. An energetic breath seems to shake the heart of those objects which men created during the latest stage of their technical-evolutive development. Televisions, radios, telephones along with all the other examples of pre-digital technology seem to come out like treasure chests. The electrical elements become the atoms of a new life form, Rotods.
Diodes, resistances, resistors, trimmers, and relays seem to be re-animated by a powerful and reviving electroshock. By going beyond the physical limits imposed by their former shells, they gain freedom, primarily to move: they hover like swarms and spontaneously aggregate, pushed by a pure desire to give shape to those memories they share together.
Such reminiscences, or anamnesis, derive from the impressions of the world that the electric elements used to receive when they performed their original function. The Rotods are the representation of those memories. Once they have reached a certain desired shape, the bonds between each electric element break up and they all return to an indistinct flux, until they share another common reminiscence which will establish the drive to gather into a new, clear configuration.
The Rotods are the memory of the world and, therefore, its spirit. Pushed by an irresistible creative-mimetic drive, they long to acquire sense out of the world by representing it. It is thanks to the Rotods that the post-catastrophic world, a real wasteland, returns to being an object of knowledge and comprehension, a place to inhabit..