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Latebra Rifugio

Childhood objects become metonyms of what we once were and of our fears, our fantasies, and our dreams. The young artist works through layering: from rough and raw materials emerge, as if by magic, forgotten objects, fantastical creatures that populated our childhood dreams and games. Memory appears nebulous and without contours: our eye must struggle to recover its form and reconstruct its story. Thus, we find ourselves collecting fragments of our lived experiences, digging beneath hard matrix sediments to bring to light the intangible tenderness of childhood.

Remains

Urban areas are cities in balance, dotted with roundabouts supported by unlikely foundations that become a limit to urban expansion interspersed with pylons. It's an amusement park that teems carelessly with roads, houses, and post-industrial remnants, but its only imprint is merely the memory of such a fragile city ready to crash. In fact, over time, the atmosphere that encloses it is destined for slow degradation, falling upon the bustling 'microworld', defacing its initial stillness.

Urban

In the archive of crystals and stones, each shape and color tells a unique story. I evoke images of sparkling crystals or dull stones, creating a Nordic atmosphere. Transparent crystals, like windows to invisible worlds, unveil secrets hidden in darkness. Stones smoothed by time bear the weight of epochs, silent testimonies to ancient empires and lost civilizations. At the heart of an ethereal archive lie the wonders of the earth, crystals and stones that gleam like memories held through time. Every facet reflects an ancient tale, an echo of history intertwined with the magic of the universe. My first installation displays drawings accumulated like bundles, as if they were samples collected over time and then piled on the wall with varying volumes. In the second installation, the drawings are stacked and perforated as if they were documents to be examined, on a surface of collecting spikes, as if they were concluded practices or exhaustive documents.

Archivio 

In this project, I am looking for an answer to one question:
How powerful can be our human eyesight?
Is it possible to read or discover what the other is feeling?
Perhaps it is a window to our soul.


"Eyesight - The powerful medium"

In every moment
In every time
No matter what

The sky be always within us

Wishes

Is every moment in our life the last one?
How can we aware of that? 

The unknown 
The life
The answers

Ephemeral times 

You Look Good

Dark side of the MOON

I recently created a series of birdhouses with geometrical patterns reprensenting the center of your inner person. In which I intended to interprete the interior beauty of each individual is hidden inside.

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