The work is entirely hand-painted and created using spray paints and acrylics.
I was born on Planet Earth against my will and without anyone asking me to.
At least it was summer.
I grow up fast, thanks to the Sicilian streets. Damn them.
I left Caltanissetta early, as soon as I came of age, to continue my art studies at the Academy of Palermo.
It was summer that time too. How beautiful summer is.
I’ll stay in this city for a while, then I’ll decide to live here. But we’re not at that point in the story yet.
While I spend my entire existence painting, I also make time to do other things like graduate, find a partner – holy woman – and pick up a black cat off the street.
Even the feline is born in summer. I really like summer.
In any case, I painted everywhere regardless of the seasons: from Bristol to Rio, from NYC to Las Palmas, from Paris to Mexico City. A bit of all of Italy, from north to south.
My medium is spray, the engine that moves me is people. The constant search for an unrepeatable moment, a look, a smile, a face that holds a story all its own.
Time, after all, does not wait for you and for this reason I print on canvases, walls and the entire world, the uniqueness of moments. Because it is she who allows us to glimpse the personality of the person in front of us, whether she is a perfect stranger or your best friend, whether she is a little fighter or an old sailor.
Hyperrealism and symbolism are my magnifying glasses on society, controversial and beautiful, made of struggles for human rights, civil commitment and other simple and banal things that I have always recognized as close to my feelings.
I am a portraitist, a fetishist of moments that never return, capable of stripping a person of every social construction until I grasp their essence.