Joy and pain Drawing

I was born in Livorno, Italy. I'm 50 years old. Unconsciously, I'm always been interested in fine arts. Since I was a child, I wonder about visual perception: my school teacher told me sea is blue, sky is azure and trees have brown trunks and green leaves. I, instead, insisted to paint the sea by using all types of blue and green available...At 17, with the discovered of Corto Maltese, the comic's world burst open. My favourite authors are, in addition to Hugo Pratt: Milo Manara, Vittorio Giardino, Attilio Micheluzzi, Andrea Pazienza; among foreigners I like a lot Winsor McCoy with his Little Nemo,and L'eternauta di Francisco Solano Lopez e Hector German Oesterheld, but it will be crowds of authors to list!! I was about 20, when I enrolled at first for advertising graphics course and afterwards for a local comics school. The art question persisted latent for next years; I was involved in disparate experiences: skipper assistant on sailing boat, entertainment organiser and sail instructor in a holiday camp, ice-cream maker, paperhanger, wall painter, CAD draughtsman...And after all these youthful experiences, today I conduct the Civil engineering library for University of Pisa .In 1994 I enrolled for Photographic Club called "ALFA" in Livorno. Photography has been a flash, too. Having dozens of friends around, with your same passion was exciting. I remember that period with nostalgia. After that, I've begun to move on my own, researching, testing, and finishing with trasforming photography in a visual experience on the border between hallucination and adventure. Thanks to photography I've met incredible types; a good 90% during BAM meetings.After the very happy meeting with the master Mario Ferrante, (I owe him all my technical and spiritual knowledges about painting), in 2002, painting (another latency in my life), broke down the door separing myself from going along the patway of knowledge. From then on, fine-arts (painting, in detail) keep my head busy. It's with curiosity and dedication, often with obstinacy that I try to reach, through painting, a serene mental condition. I avoid, for now, to represent the world I live in, with his ugly things and degradations, recreating, on the contrary, an inward and idealized world. I use arts like a drug-addicted use heroin. And forgiven the harsh comparison...