Symphonies – May 2002

…and there was still that thin, slender thread, without beginning and without end that made you raise your eyes. That thread was a note, it was the musical note, the best, the quietest, the undisputed queen that did not accept compromises: it emanated emotions clear that you...

Triumph of white – May 2008

That evening a nice group of colors gathered: there were too many things to discuss. There was no legal majority, because we know that colors multiply infinitely, but the most tenacious, the most decisive, those with the greatest personality were present, and they were all there...

Walking with Rust – March 2009

Rust wasn't well liked either. Everyone wanted to hide it, cover it, camouflage it, repaint it. She was a true outcast in the world who loved new, shiny, colorful things; while She, the Rust, always remained with her usual rust-brown color...

SUNRISE SUNSET and then SUNRISE again – December 2011

The wind continued to carry with it the leaves, the flowers and with the flowers the brushwood, the sounds, the memories, the colors, the shadows, the moods of the people. Everything was moving, vibrating, everything seemed to want to come on stage to be painted around the people. AND'...

IL VOLO – January 2012

This story perhaps would never have wanted to be written (it felt so comfortable where it was!) if the people, walking along that early morning along the lakeside, had not stopped to admire a beautiful swan on the blue water while at the same time suggesting the idea...

INFINITY RAIN – January 2015

Having to talk about sensations, I made an appointment with a few colours: I needed yellow, orange, white, blue. Perhaps infinity does not require many colours: it seems pure, clear, simple, great, immense, silent, mysterious, but always enigmatic. ...