I am an Italian expatriate in France. When I was 18 years old, a day my heart decided to stop. I had a cardiac arrest. Fortunately I survived, and this accident left me, apparently, just an implanted defibrillator and a bad scar. Although I didn't have any health problems and I shouldn't be afraid anymore, that day changed my view of life. The feelings were more powerful and for a long time I lived every day as it was the last. I traveled a lot and I experienced lots of changes in my life. One of them took me to France.
I always loved art. I love the way colours can suggest feelings and emotions. So I started very soon translating it on canvas. I found that way the most natural for me. I could stay hours in a wide room just painting.
And then, at night, in my bed, I just saw my characters in my head. They are people with
something to say. They don't want to hide their feelings, they just let them come out.
I´m completely autodidact, and I´m not looking for perfection. Mine are not high technical
paintings. I just spread feelings. I can easily reflect in the famous aphorism by Anatole France ¨In art as in love, instinct is enough¨.