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OPERA DIDASCALICA NUMERO UNO

Pubblicatoil Mag 28, 2024 in ART, Poetry Box

  There is not a collision between elements but rather a fusion of those We are living in a new organic reality, in which individuals, their space and their circumstances gets interconnected by new structures and over structures that cannot be associated to the traditional vision of the social and economic reality. Whatever is perceived, …

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THE LIGHT

Pubblicatoil Mag 13, 2024 in ART, Poetry Box

“He was the weird thought the hole through the barriers  The sun at night  could be seen and the safety net got broken a giant leap  toward the unknown  Beyond the voice of prepotence and the emptiness of ignorance”

S A C R I F I C E

Pubblicatoil Feb 3, 2024 in ART, Poetry Box

“L’ arte e’ la rivolta nelle carceri  il rifiuto della realtà come gabbia al reale si risponde col surreale La strafottenza verso l’ incubo  della morale bovina L’ arte e’ il grido d’ allarme contro la cazzata che diventa potere”

S T R E E T L I F E

Pubblicatoil Nov 29, 2023 in ART, Poetry Box

SPRAY PAINT, ACRYLIC, OIL PASTEL, INK PEN, GRAPHITE ON BRISTOL PAPER This artwork is dedicated to the street race and takeovers that became one of LA’s trademark. I ‘ve been fascinated by the topic within a sociology’s point of view. These street take overs are not a simple trend or phenomenon. They reflect an aspect …

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SOMETIMES PEOPLE ASK

Pubblicatoil Nov 29, 2023 in ART, Poetry Box

SPRAY PAINT ACRYLIC OIL PASTEL GRAPHITE ©2023 This artwork is based on the concept of safety as perceptive propaganda Propaganda is a way of communication by the use of confident lie. The lie is communicated in such confident manner, that leaves no ground for doubts, questions, verifications. The communication is polluted by two elements: politics …

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Dinner Time, Gardena

Pubblicatoil Mag 25, 2023 in ART, Poetry Box

              “Night get cosy and tiny lights are never enough tables stay flat in darkness sounds in wide distance  night and blue clouds slim sad lights  across the street lost and happy just outside the door the boy run to the car the girl standing under hot bulb Day …

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