Here, Accept This Rose, For The Longing Of A Soft Caress

An artist of great feeling expresses his emotions by sketching the subject of a completely different painting, from where he can no longer leave once he has integrated into his atmosphere.

Whenever I am surrounded by roses, I feel as if relieved of a heavy weight, I am filled with a sense of peace and gratitude as if at the sight of a unique, perfect thing, from which the meaningful life of a painter who does not know adversity in art, in revelations, in dreams. The appreciation for the beauty of nature arouses a fresh sensation, something alive, delicate, worth admiring, possible to be reached only through the language of the soul, as in a painting with abstract art that can be understood only by the minds open to aesthetic sensations and impressions.

The kingdom of the rose, admired in all the infinity of time in the form of a moment of mercy that did not consume its values, aspirations, the marks of feeling, leaves it easy to see a kind of nobility, conquers you by the simplicity of a line of contact between the depth that uplifts your soul and the discreet whisper of a fiery confession, emphasizing a kind of timeless elegance. I feel that I am no longer the same man when I look at a creation of nature that, as well, through resemblance, becomes my own variant of beauty, of candor, of good taste, unencumbered by any power of resignation in the way of expressing myself, of the glory of a bright past or of the power that is cried out by the circumstances of an end of the world.

The significance of the existence related to the beauty of a fantastical nature, which pulsates with hope, longing, cosmic thinking, is in the unity of the crystallization of new, welcome and familiar visions and ideas of painting reformers, being distinguished by the attention given to the aspects of life in a perfect harmony of colors and a warm harmony of generous lines that express the expressiveness of a work suggestively called “The Renewal of Man”.

It is as if I would have to express my emotions through painting the outline of a subject totally different from where you can no longer escape once integrated into its atmosphere. Finally, here is a simple way to evoke a peace-loving view, a good opportunity to enjoy an art form associated with meditation, which can only be understood by the senses, by the special sensitivity in the combination of colors. All of this is dedicated to the painter who displays his humility of sublime invoice that emerges from the sincerity of experiencing an original work of art.

Does the continuous attempt to expose and aesthetically validate an “identical and of a kind” self become a kind of super-theme of your work, from which nature takes all the advantages in terms of forming a harmonious personality?

Delicate, as light as the spring wind, the comfort that art gives me is rather a dialogue of the soul, a compromise of the aesthetic mentality destined for a chain of variations in ideas and demands of method, order and rigor. On this line of reflection, I tried to take the words of the famous art lover Lodovico Dolce as a teaching of an experience deeper than social living, from a special moment that is never consumed by resembling a symbol of beauty, passion and love:

“Painting is nothing more than the imitation of nature and, the closer the works are rendered, the more accomplished the master. A painter is better and bigger the more his works are more like natural things.”

The rose is the reflection of the beauty of nature in a person inclined towards the artistic, highlighting for the viewer that greatness of the soul that very well captures the reality of an acute sensibility, which likes to be told. He presents himself as a humble servant who makes everything happen naturally, in the work of a creator of beauty and truth, according to a delicate brush movement that denotes precisely the ability to identify with universal, superior and good wisdom, which holds everything together.

I have undertaken his life story, his aesthetic concerns, which nature translates into a perpetual dynamic of never-ending creation. The rose is a collector of emotions, as is the painter, having only one common denominator: the color that attracts attention, that enchants, which expresses visions, desires, belonging to the universe of the naturally beautiful, emphasizing the sensuality of a passionate life, the triggering factor of a chain of states, movements, gestures, attitudes, hypostases.

Of all these, I choose to convey a message about the Creator’s way of reinventing himself:

Try to capture as best you can the reality between two similar presences, so that the art you obtain through the contribution of aesthetics is a testimony of your power of character and a testimony of the feeling that an amazing example of nature imposes on you.

Here, Reader, Accept This Rose, For The Longing Of A Caress as a sign of gratitude for reading what I wrote up to this point and understanding that who I really am matters only in terms of what I feel when I look at an original work of nature, as if I myself were its guarantee of good execution.