Don't waste it. It is a sweet and vital feeling,

I am much more than what appears, what I put in view, I am much more
I wear masks. I wear a protective armor that defends a wounded, delicate, fragile interior; I implement "camouflage" dynamics that safeguard me from being hit, from the fear of suffering, of being invaded, of succumbing.
At what cost do I expose myself?...

In this picture I tell a hug. I believe that the hug is one of the most delicate, intimate and poetic ways in which we can transmit our closeness, our affection and our deepest humanity to others.
The embrace is pure emotion, a free and disruptive flow of energy capable of sealing the intimate connection that physically and spiritually...

-A fact in life that is remembered has already entered eternity, "explained the philosopher Kierkegaard. And then I understood. Remembering someone means giving them a caress that does not disappear when you stop recalling an image or a fact.
Remembrance is a gift of love, something intimate and emotional, developed by someone who is not...

Life is said to be suspended by a thread, that we depend on events. Between the thread of sewing and that of thought there is an indisputable philosophical connection of the mind that creates its own thought as a thread, weaves it and composes it as a fabric, cuts it and sews it like a fabric.
Life as fabric,...

in this painting I painted Eros.
Most men are erotically blind, as they commit the unforgivable misunderstanding of exchanging eros for sexuality. Man believes that he possesses woman when he possesses her sexually: but he never possesses her less then. In fact for the woman the only relationship that matters is the erotic one.
Mind and body, eros...

The most intimate meeting between two people is not the sexual one, it is the emotional nude. An exchange that arises when fear is overcome and we dedicate ourselves to getting to know the other as we are, in all our facets. It is not easy to do it. In fact, emotional nudity is not achieved lightly or with anyone....

Thought, imagination, feeling: thus an emotion is born The world is always a stimulus for the birth of emotions, it speaks to us continuously with small and big things. Poetry, as Keats says, must be born spontaneously and through the senses. Here's how I see the birth of emotions: flowers that bloom in our colorful life Poetic language is born...

In life we ​​have to face many obstacles, but the arrival of a disease for our loved one indelibly marks, like the purple line that crosses the picture, our path ... to live, to fight, to want to win a degenerative disease that can have the better and steal a piece of us, here the colors fight. Because the death...