Like a flower Painting

Inconceivable to think of my life without the presence of drawing and painting. "Gift of nature": I find this definition perfect. A gift that is expressed in the age-old desire to put signs and colors on paper. This passion has made my life better, always: livening my joys, soothing my pains. Artistic studies and graphic profession, always cultivating my talent and exploring various painting techniques: oil, acrylic, tempera and watercolor. The latter was a fated landing, which allowed me to meet important masters, be accepted as an associate artist by the Italian Watercolor Society (AIA) and present my work at several national and international exhibitions. Why do I paint? For an inner need, my painting is my language. A language made of shapes and colors. I relive reality in my own way, often with the pleasure of losing myself in what I do. There is little rationality in my work: instinctive is my choice of subject, my painting, and my judgment of it. I believe that a piece of work has succeeded when I feel it is mine, beyond the judgment of others or the response to predetermined aesthetic standards. At the end of the creative act comes the need to share my work. And so my painting, a medium for communicating my feelings, goes in search of other people's emotions, seeking the empathy and complicity of those who look at it. The creative process, for me so intimate and solitary, now opens to the need to belong to the whole humanity. The first public exhibitions of my works and the first significant awards have now encouraged me to present my art to a wider audience. In the watercolor technique I found a ductility and freedom allowed only by few other styles. Water creates unpredictable games, which I often take as unexpected help to express the deepest and unconscious part of me. But for me, the painting technique is not the essence. It's just a suit, maybe tailored to today…and tomorrow?