Garden of Secrets
There are some places that have always been, are and will be. Many have spoken of these secretive places, many myths and legends of them have been created. Nevertheless, very few have seen these places with their own eyes. Those who have wanted to steal its beauty, bring it home and show it to others. It was all for nothing as these places are ever-changing, always different and never the same. Those who desire to indulge in its charms and dwell in them must embark on a solitary journey and engage in a constantly changing game of fleeting moments. One must become the eye of this whirlwind. Only from one’s inert centre one can watch the great beauty unfold. Only after conquering the will to acquire new territories and rule, a person can enter these places. And once you enter them, you realise that you had never actually left them.
In 2013 I start to live in San Gimignano, a small town pulsating with the medieval spirit, resting right at the heart of Tuscany, surrounded by hills topped with cypresses and olive groves where I found myself dwelling among the nostalgic and idealised reminiscence of the passed times, simple day-to-day routine of the locals and fragments of modern culture.
I was immensely impressed with the beauty of Bartolo di Fredi’s frescoes (1367) at the Collegiate Church of the town. I drew my inspiration from the scenes depicting the Book of Genesis and in 2015 I started creating a series of small format artwork while contemplating and exploring the idea of a mystical and unrevealed place. These places are timeless and spaceless. We can find them somewhere in the universe only once we discover them within ourselves.