“A trip back to the imagination, which — beyond photography — approaches psychoanalysis, starting a therapeutic and expressive attempt to use the medium as a sounding line for the exploration and reconciliation with oneself.
A colour that warms the eye with an almost pictorial materiality and no binding history. Without a defined border, the gaze struggles to move as it tries to chase unsettling images, seeking to elaborate dreams and intercept icons that lead back to the lived fear and angst of his own family history: the women, the house, the devil, death, a vague esoteric and occult presence that hovers over everyday life. The eye extracts disquietude from the shadow, from the flesh as well as from wood. The visual universe evokes Serrano, the color palette Bacon, the world is called upon like in a rite of initiation, with curiosity and suspicion. The results are both painful and cathartic.”
(Giovanni Fiorentino)
