Imagine a painting capable of making you recall things you know and emotions never expressed or pronounced. In the images which you observe, an experienced memory, a story or a symbol - which today is perhaps forgotten - is condensed.

Instantly, the soul flourishes and lives again though for a few moments, deep feelings and emotions which go beyond the real moments and magically transport you in an unknown world of sentimental memory.

Magic realism, I confess that I feel close to this painting tendency, despite a strong sign in my creativity, the love for the impressionists and Kandinskij’s abstractionism.

In my works one concentrates a real-life experience which passes through that “magic moment” that transfigures reality, like a tale for a writer, a song for a songwriter, a picture for a painter.

It is difficult to describe how an art work comes to life, it is certainly a unique process and very often unforeseeable. At times is enough a memory, a light puff of “that wind which overfills the soul” and strongly shakes it triggering that imagination through which the art work begins to be shaped.

The sense of creating arises from a deep sincerity which allows me to express myself at best. On the two-dimensional cloth I am trying to put my world, made of things told at times a little childish, or fairy, or allegoric, like a indefinite sentence where a detail reminds of a history. As Jung writes, “a familiar name in the everyday life and however has a specific personal characteristic besides his obvious and conventional meaning”