Lorenzo Demaria

I plan to paint in some kind of traditional Italian way, but I often end up doing other things.
Collage results in a way to postpone the question “about me” and to receive help from the outside, from a patch, from a piece, like a letter to someone, a phrase out of a casual conversation... I like being in the middle of something created for other reasons, letting it change the priorities of my thoughts; to begin without the labor of birth, just the chaos of living, all in a sudden; to be a free witness of the living, of the absence of the void.
I remember a blue sky one evening, so bold, so brimful. It overturned every perception of where I was, if in the full or in the need; both sides, both the cityscape and the sky were filled and willing to be the subject, they pushed on the border.
Drawing and painting from life, I experience a similar confusion, lights and colors pulsate in accumulation nodes and vectors, contaminating each other, intercepting figures, not only as shaded signs and smears, but ambitions of a form and of the space around them, that add up in a huge amount of unstable data.
So, I wonder if seeing means choosing, protecting oneself from reality, from the harshness of density, from those encounters of divergent ...

Master's Degree - High Level Arts and Music Education (Afam), second cycle - Painting – 2013
Accademia di Brera di Milano (Italy)

Erasmus scholarship – Facultad de Bellas Artes – Universidad Complutense, Madrid (Spain)

Master's Degree – Architecture - 2006
Politecnico di Milano (Italy)

Erasmus scholarship – École Nationale Supérieure d'Architecture, Montpellier (France)