Everything begins from two canvas, the mother and the virgin one. The artist starts from an open sea idea, a scratch, and work is done by stripping, reworking and remixing it. The mother canvas is laid down as a dead body on the operating theatre. The other canvas is waiting in another room, waiting until the ritual is accomplished.
The artist remains standing, staring at the horizontal dead body, he feels the need to save it and to save himself. The artist chooses the materials for the operation: tubes of paint, alcohol, water, bandages. Then, he transfers his emotions on the canvas sprinkling it with signs and raw materials.
Chaos is the lifeblood of every hyperexpressionist work
The canvas, as a loving mother with children, absorbs everything. It welcomes pieces of paper that are laid over the color to leave new, other signs. A special paper, found after a long research, is laid down on the ground to be soaked with life. These sheets are accumulated, they fill the artist’s studio, following him in the process. They give him the breath to create possibilities into his mind. But also suffocate them too, because every choice excludes and removes. These sheets need time to dry out, to capture in an instant signs and flows that have been applied by the artist and by Chaos. Chaos is the lifeblood of every hyperexpressionist work.
Everything begins with it, a chromatic chaos of colors laid on the mother canvas, but also an inner emotional chaos, existential, that proceeds through the artistic creation to drive to the survival. The artist chooses colors, but has only a vague idea of the effect that will have on paper. Step by step there is a better awareness of the final accomplishment, everything now is clear: dried paper which has been assembled, glued and colored again with oil pastels. This is the most beautiful stage of the work, in which the artwork takes shape from the darkness and everything becomes clear.
The artist starts now to cut the various pieces of paper favoring his instinct. All these elements will be later glued on the other canvas, the virgin canvas, the canvas that finally comes out to become the final work.
Reconcile the instinct, always original, brutal and untamed, with the form, necessarily defined
There is something mysterious and magical at this stage. The two paintings, the mother and the virgin are a “Unicum”, they overlap without direct contact. The work becomes a stratification of psycho-emotional states.
Reconcile the instinct, always original, brutal and untamed, with the form, necessarily defined. Every object of the world is manifested through a form, each gesture is in search of its shape and, paradoxically, at the moment when it is found, in some way it dies. The artist try to combine the animal instinct with its own technical rules of shape.
From this contradictory sensation of domain of Chaos, the Work is developed. Throwing themselves on the canvas is equivalent to a continuous rebirth, is like “being thrown” back to the world for the first time.
