Since childhood I loved to look at everything around me in silence and in my heart. To watch the flowers in the garden swaying heavily after the storm. To watch how people behave, live or survive.

Art begins with a look at what surrounds us. In this it has my LOVE to be all consuming.

Since small contemplation has immersed me in the admiration of the Beauty of the Living and Art – especially the Italian primitives – leading me to paint, to draw lines, to draw.

Today I draw lines as I breathe, as I think … I do not know how to describe what I do …

Art is an instant, the continuity of my being, a movement like when I dance, a freedom, a fragile moment with the desire of the beauty of the soul, the compassion – to be with – to be close,  to approach, to love.

Art is an interrogation, a strong vector of questioning and reflection.

In my drawings, there is always something very discreet, it takes a little time to discover the central image.

Money is never an important consideration, the meetings however are: a cup of tea, the cakes, a door that opens. Money will be useless in Heaven. Only the love given and received can transmit the joy of living, the hope in my heart … and in reality … I hope that these few small traits, all quite simple will be at the heart of beautiful experiences …

Finally as a Catholic with all my soul, I hope, hope that these efforts will help the Immaculate Hearts of the Virgin Mary and Christ, Father Son and Holy Spirit to smile!  I dedicate this site to them and to Pope Francis.

I can paint with my hands and mud … The support and technique does not matter to me. I just have things to say, to give generous thanks for my sight, my touch, my thoughts, voice, hands and my soul. I can sing and listen to beautiful music or work in silence whenever painting.

Art is the expression of a necessity