SIGN
track that emerges
in a painting or a poem
by thin fog
that leaves uncovered life
SIGN
In the paintings the sign is what characterizes the work, lets give
her a name and recognize paternity. It is' not a signature consisting
of name, but the mode of painting, using precise techniques ...
The sign was born first in my paintings comes from how work and
berth colors, lately is also the choice of using specific tools: for oil
paintings on canvas I use spatulas and cutters to abrade the color,
scratching to lighten some sections. Remove dominant color is
used to lower the level of saturated and favor another, already
present, but still muted on the canvas. Remove color is therefore
actually like to add.
• Scratching the painting makes it more human, it contaminates the
limited human, it approaches its smallness, makes him much more
touching his land while making difficult the road to heaven.
• Scratching certain colors to mitigate their superiority and to sound
the other.
• Scratching to find then other issues, reasons for unifying their
painting
• Scratching to lighten the heaviness of a work, to give light.
In the paintings in watercolor on paper, the sign is the black stroke
that I leave on the work to bring out the colors and the human
figures, the liquid attendance.
Are traces obtained with flicks like sketches, are instinctive
gestures, gestures of love.
The sign also characterizes the poems. File my poems is response
to the invitation of some friends, who share my desire to express
myself in words, making me appreciate.
 Scratching, shaping to achieve the essential, to the meaning of
life, to understand who we are and to listen to the other, the mystery
man.
 Scratching, file to get rid of all that prevents to understand and
empathize with those close to us, with those who suffer.
 Scratch and file the time, people, material wealth, fashion,
advertising, to find an uphill road, uncomfortable, to go against, to
confirm the validity of the values and to capture the beauty even in
situations where there expects only degradation.
 Scratch and file their own prejudices to understand each other.
This attitude opens the creative phase and brings me closer to
happiness, often in the company of people I savor simple when I
have a chance to breathe, see, rejoice with the eyes and heart of a
child.
SIGN
sign
imprint of the creator,
or indelible mark
a wrecker?
Follow the force
Spirit,
look for traces
of his love,
unravel the canvas
heavenly
human tent,
drenched in red,
sail driven
by a strong wind,
that only love
will report on
ONLY JOY
no regrets
but wants
diving into happiness
Only joy and love,
I want to hug you and kiss you
new day
he may welcome the beautiful
opportunities that will give me
to live in full
my humanity
SPONGE, ROCK
being sponge
absorb the emotions
of true encounters
learn about common people
capable of love
also above the pain
moved
and understand that the way forward
is the conversion
become powerful rock
able to quench
the needs of humanity
A WORLD INEXHAUSTIBLE
Although our paths
not are crossing,
I know that they will
remain much longer parallel,
and there will be further meetings before embarking
finally to the ultimate goal: the new world.
In that world, we will see you all one day,
travel along streets unimaginable
and we will be happy forever ....
A world with an inexhaustible resource:
LOVE
SPECIAL DANCER
In the evening between a bow
snow and the other
between a man struggling
against the wind
and that together with his partner
finally manages to move
in tune
Collision Dancer Special
feeling in the body longer bear
that gazelle
But if in physicality
there is a significant gap
retrieve appearance
a cheetah and together
they do a thousand tricks
and pirouettes,
have a lot of energy
donated by the creative phase
by considerable dowry
fancy
DREAM
Dreaming while you live
to help man
to accept more than the joy
pain
Dreaming of being alone shining
that I am not alone
but fill light
the firmament
Finally dream of being beautiful
and rich
knowing that the gift
nicer given man
you can create with his Lord
CHRISTMAS
Christmas
God made baby
meets the human
man and one who
nourishes the desire
to reach him.
but if the man
only aspire to the heights
and not back
to caress the earth
not find the god-child,
it neither sees him walking
of those horizons,
steps of a heavenly ladder
moved from the sky
to indicate to terrestrial
the way to heaven
SPIRIT AND BODY
Spirit and Body
follow the soul
together toward the goal,
in balance
attracted by the wind
Heavenly where
circling with elegant flights,
People who return
the origins
when you have made
Mission Earth
MEETINGS OF LOVE
a fertile seed
wrapped
in a mantle
a man and a woman
a lily pure
White holds them by the hand
smells and quenches with
spherical drops of dew
fleeting encounters love,
a small piece of crust
gnawed by mice 2
happy to be in the sun
AND 'THE TIME
IS THE TIME TO LIVE IN PEACE
and every second you fight over trifles
IS THE TIME TO REJOICE
and we are surrounded by depressed
IS THE TIME FOR NOT WASTE
and we throw away for nothing
It is the time
GETTING STARTED TO LOVE
APE IN A HONEYCOMB
feeling attracted
as a 'bee near a honeycomb
an adult,
boy in the role,
with the beating heart.
when he sees a star
still shine
pawing
want
to be with her
even in situations
more disparate.
listen to a woman
is how to provide the most
beautiful flower
and respond to love big
of those who love and only love gives
SHOUT TO GO
Feel the pain
cry
try to turn
your tears
in abundant harvests
of joyful dances,
shake hands
who knows
the road
invoke
shout out
lustily
to get together
of that star
moment of happiness
ice in the comet
the lived
and the fruit of love
TREASURE
Flying in the middle
those clouds
always rise
above
with the game of defects
stay together
as if we were
one family
take you into the heart
with your strengths.
be happy
I found
a great treasure
where there is a part of my heart
ISTANTI INFINITI
will
fly
Also in rannuvolare
Scratch the black sky
to reach the purity of the soul
Seize the lily fields
and get their hands dirty
topsoil
to touch the roots
Finding beauty
nell'altezze vertiginous
and wish moments
infinite you
VEIN
search
in the mine
open air
The inexhaustible vein
rich thoughts
they do sprout
oasis in the world
of fertile
and loving
poems of love
STILL MY
Remember a trip
forget a love
live and understand the mind
and the hearts of those around you.
It could change the world
until it is no longer recognizable
but still my
as long inhabited by man
ETERNAL LOVE
See for yourself
the sun that warms
even in winter
Make any effort
not to notice
of the time.
the beauty
is staying,
talk to you,
multiply the joys
add happiness
subtract the labors
share the pain
walking together
embrace
Love without end
OXYGEN FOR OTHERS
Becoming Together
be each
oxygen to the other
want
the company
of those people
that lead
in and out
self
beauty
and the good.
I do not aspire
to another
A RIDE
Being there with her
for a ride
Cycling
be called
last moment
Understand to be desired
she apparently
seems to be enough in itself
A trip to the supermarket
a crackdown
a ride that involves
the life of each of us
A tour to say
that inside
his heart is my
LOVE
love
gently
love
at large
learn from
and not by proclamations
the God of the works
flees the noise,
is a gazelle
that at first light
approaches to water
clear of a source
I aspire
every day
to quench the desire
you
DESIRE
As a crystal
matt
or amphora
crossed by a large
crack
and yet
feel alive
the desire for a radius
sunny and be filled
water waterest
forever and ever
BETTER PLANET
Discover Wealth
in people
encountered
the desire to live
to reach
happiness
be happy
perceive
that his own labor
not in vain
but if the earth
is not easy to have
instant success
believe that small
gestures of attention
changing heart
man
and life
the planet
reflex
improve
GIVE SIGNALS
see far
in those close,
I was a child
I did not understand
I thought
was not sincere
but now we think
enough to have more years
and have already crossed the
the road to be able to
give small signals
who you are
moving into
first
in that path
STRENGTH TO LOVE
the beauty of waiting
fantasy event
the joy of
bitterness for an unexpected
hoping for another chance
the wisdom to know how to wait
the certainty of sharing
and the power of love
WIRES
puppets
O puppets
The wires are
not obvious
nor compelling
As the network
You need to fish.
Are the traces
Of your life
You can read
In many ways
You can compose
A drawing at random
Or find
the reason
combining
It is not life
Going to pieces
But if you come to
Key to the problem
Someone who loves
there you'll find
CRYSTAL
Crystal clear
Light and Heat
Spread,
be generous
universe.
Bring with you
Beauty and harmony
powerful signs
Your architect.
always Run
that for which
you have been made,
not as Man
that freedom
and is capable
so bad.
Peace Sign,
vigil with us,
your heart beats
In prayer as
together with man
who is going to suffer
LIFE LIGHT
a thin
appearance
on land
soft footprint
life light
man
that touches
With its existence
The time and space
to return
In an instant
in arms
eternal
TRACK OF LOVE
different people
Joined by a thread
are not calves
with the brand of fire.
Life,
listening,
sharing
imprints in the heart,
together with the notch
of severe pain,
imprint,
a trace of love
The ASTRO OF HEAVEN
See every night
a star
That leaves a trace
in the sky
wonder
from where
Who
such As
It was created
be still
Light and comfort
For those who are lost
disappointed
And without a guide
Asks help
And even if not
You're a star
Your light
shines
Around the night
And when you're capable
To listen to the other
Entering in empathy
Dressing his clothes
Become the star more beautiful
the sky
CLIMBERS
screw lit
beacons in the night.
climbers
of-way
impervious
Draw
in fatigue
Daily.
I bring
in my
heart
And I ask you
to lend
a pinch
of your
Faith.
TOWARDS THE MIDDLE
depth
ocean
in the storm
emerge
flaps backdrop,
traces of the past,
lens of the present,
on hold
that the wind
mighty
bring Vela
the goal
Always believe
walk
step
by step
every day
thinking
always nice
there is no place
for the crisis of the future
but the fable
does not last
endlessly
that ship
safety
anchored
at the port
Begins to falter
The balance
strays
And the foot
Log in foul
lose well
The trace of the path
And the
fog
It is dense
Do not give up
the moorings
even when
the storm
Gets inside you
always believe
Keep walking
is there anyone
That you can always
help
ACT OF FAITH
Giovan mocking
laugh without reason:
"Because they want to leave
track of whether '
after death? "
Now I understand:
feel eternal
with poetry
is an act of faith
humans and
its creator
HEART TO FORGIVE
color
whether Graffiati
overlapping fabrics
light pain
Love that brings
light
Memory that feels
Eyes that remind
Forgiving heart
EMPTY WORDS
Fill color
those traits scratched
bring light
close to the darkness ...
not to say "traitor"
if you wear dark spots,
of human weakness,
that every man has
with him.
The scandal is a boulder
I find in my garden
not grasp the stones of the nearby
serving chickens
to cleanse the bowel.
To love and only do what
the rest are words
that remain
empty and alone.