Ballpoint Pen on Cardboard, 14,8 x 10,5 cm, May 2021
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Ballpoint Pen on Cardboard, 42 x 29,7 cm, April 2021
Ballpoint Pen on Cardboard, 14,8 x 10,5 cm, March 2021
Ballpoint Pen on Cardboard, 29,7 x 22 cm, February 2021
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Ballpoint Pen on Cardboard, 14,8 x 10,5 cm, February 2021
My representation of the landscape is performed with the Hand, and therefore, cannot fail to be a real autopsy on nature, a priori. A search through the sign in the direction of the cause that will lead to his definitive agony and therefore to his death. This can only be attempted during the realization process because the finished work show its end and therefore its inevitable burial. But on closer inspection this is true for any object. The making of the work becomes testimony of the only possible answer that is found in the act, as long as the act lasts, after which there is a result that one insists on exhibiting as a trophy but that no longer has a breath of life. It is the late.
Dies Irae, Work in progress, ballpoint pen on cardboard, 50 x 70 cm
Ballpoint Pen on Cardboard, 14,8 x 10,5 cm, August 2020
Exercise is the definition of the term artist. Kunst in the modern sense is the process itself. A priori knowledge determines the movement and attributes a value to time.
L’esercizio è la definizione del termine artista. Kunst nella accezione moderna è il processo stesso. La conoscenza a priori determina il movimento e attibuisce al tempo un valore.
Born during a live session, this series defines my understanding of the very nature of painting as documentation of the very nature of time.
Linked to the need for constriction of the live session, the construction of the images takes place in a precise temporal sequence and constitutes the work of art regardless of the number of sheets.
The whole session is a unique work and testimony of the formal act because it is documented and therefore interpretable in its expressive technical development.
Ballpoint Pen on Cardboard, 30 x 42 cm, May 2020
During the quarantine more than ever I thought about suspended time, trying to transfigure it into the vision regarding the enjoyment of a non-negative but surprising and wonderful natural event.
The choice fell on the glow that refers to the perennial, disarming human condition and helpless when faced with natural events.
Style, in the contemporary age has become not the element that defines the identity of the painter or draftsman, but an obligation, not a natural disposition that determines, through careful analysis of the technique, the hand of the artificer , but a repetitive practice, a long theory of similar or even identical paintings, in summary the serial reproduction, however original, of the product.
This, fortunately, there are any exceptions, is the current cultural proposal, which does not allow the artist to show the shamanic qualities he had laboriously conquered.