One Saturday morning, in the middle of spring at the beginning of the 2000s, after leaving the municipal library near Porta Romana in the historic town centre, we walked a little excited a few hundred metres along the street and the squares to reach the place where many Ascoli found Read more…
From that day time passed in a flash, yet something had remained intact. Many years earlier I had gone down with my father from Saletto, where we lived, to Dosanna to negotiate a contract for the supply of gravel. At the time, the city was expanding and businesses were very Read more…
I am an artist, a sculptor. I express my art through a particular material “wood”: a living material that requires respect and listening. During my journey I have also related to other materials: earth, bronze, marble, but in the end I returned to wood because I feel deeply linked to Read more…
Saepinum was an idea. A concept. A metaphysical embellishment floating in the immanence in the form of stone and marble. Its walls guard a paradigm; the essence also of painful ‘Italianness’, acquired on its outer shell through the age-old, cruel dance between winners and losers, between dominators and dominated. Pentri, Read more…
