Monthly Archives: January 2024

The glasses were among Marie’s first-ever pieces; she had taken the photo before giving them to her mom.

Art is “a human construct, a standard set. In the studio, alone, brush in hand, I’m never bored, surrounded by memories of the great Masters, as if they were there. Rembrandt is in all of them. There’s no progress in art, nothing as marvelous as Giotto, he’s painting empathy, one’s moved by everything, it’s re-imaginedContinue reading “Posto. 20 Gen 2024.”