After graduating as a surveyor, I did an internship in Rome with uncle, architect. When Uncle Ugo finished a project, he would give the clients the hand-drawn and then paint it with watercolors  (today it would be called “rendering”). I used to watch him fascinated as he painted those silhouettes and I was amazed by the way he created the shadows. Forty years have passed and I still keep the watercolors he used, he gave them to me at the end of my internship before returning to Termoli. Some of my works have been done with those colors.

It is not so much the drawing that fascinates me, but it is making a sheet of white paper live. Use a few drops of colored water (but also wine or coffee) to give life to flat shapes, to give them volume and other dimensions. The magic of watercolors is their being transparent, almost a dream, a fairy tale, something that touches and does not touch.

I have practiced spearfishing with passion and constancy for many years, I love to cook, thanks to the teachings my Sicilian grandmother, I love to eat and I appreciate good wine even though I am not  an expert, and finally I have been playing the double bass in a semiprofessional way for over thirty years.

Elements of all these “passions” are present in my watercolors. I try to bring on paper all the beauty that I find in anything that surrounds me, from the color of the sea, the bunches of grapes in the autumn, a bottle of wine or the faces and expressions of musicians or the harmonious shapes of a violin.

Any object can hide Beauty.