In the beginning anchovies were stars
I lived a happy time in Genoa, not painting, but so taken with the carruggi, the people, and that wind I can’t forget that I can only honor its memory. Thus “the anchovies” were born, fish so luminescent they rival the full moon and, it is said among the harbor’s nets, provoke its envy to the point that this is why they are at sea: because anchovies are stars in the sea. And on dark nights they surface near the crest of the wave, bringing luck to the fishermen who, in Zena (Genoa), are called by poets and drinkers “fishers of stars.”
From shade to light: lighting the evening
From shadow, always so feared, to light: I wanted to devote myself to this realm, translating my interest in painting onto elements new to me, that would shine with images of new light. Light screens. Images to switch on: to greet the sunset, to welcome you and accompany you into the evening. The Light Screens are mostly watercolors on cotton paper, surrounded by wooden supports salvaged from painting frames, cleaned and protected with natural wax, mounted on linear and sturdy electrical structures. With a low-wattage light they can keep faith with your dreams all night, lulling your sleep; or offer you a friendly, gentle, silent presence on winter afternoons.
Upcycling: the different, and very stimulating, relationship with objects
Once outward norms are abolished, and the bulimic use of “iconic” has waned (really? if only!), we can encounter new stories. Stories “freely freed” by imagination, in an arbitrary expression that, starting from the trace on the object — whatever it may be, and which tells its lived history — expands into a sign in the present.