A division between the sacred (the abandoned place) and the profane (the society). Only certain individuals, endowed with a certain knowledge and therefore charged with a certain energy, can cross this threshold.
For you, Oh my God, I renounce the house and all my material possessions. Show me the door to heaven!
Terrible enemies, some of whom are completely invisible, will be waiting for you inside this villa.
When will my paintings see a new light, now that shrouded in mystery they are slowly disappearing? Perhaps my dwelling will become a work of art, and as in a painting it will house the viewer’s gaze and unconscious. In the end, a painting always hides a lived story.
How many things are there that I want the most? Where will my nervous bulimia end?
A mirage in the steppe and windy lands of Salento appears before our eyes.
We take advantage of the extraordinary opening of the Garden of Alvise Cornaro to enter what was once the old people’s home of S. Stefano and Pelatono school.
I think I felt in love with this villa immediately I saw it on the pictures. That’s why there were no doubts that I go there even though it was a big adventure. Read More
A private and intimate “tu per tu” with a skeleton of the past takes us into the greyer and more hidden meanders and corridors of the province of Padua.
The dwelling remained empty for quite some time; it brings back the tragic story of bloody and ruthless murder.