Art is, for me, inspiration. An idea, an image, a concept that catches you in a moment; you might have been thinking a whole week but it is in that single, unique moment that you are enlightened. It is one of the most intense and glorious feelings I can think of.
Art is, for me, the materializing of this incredibly powerful process. Art is the opportunity of letting out this eccentric tsunami of the mind, of setting the horses of craziness free to run wild.
I pay much attention to both the conceptual side and the aesthetic side of my pieces. My pieces are born from both an instinctive visualization and a rational conceptualization. I may start from either what I want to tell or what I want to show but I will always have explored the other side as well by the time I am done.
I might say that I want to tear into pieces the images of the world I live in; that I want to enslave the ideals and the hidden, world known chains of this world we live in; I might even say that I want the world you live in to fall apart when you look at my art.
Ultimately Art is a work of happiness: I am excited when I have an idea, restless while I work on it and joyful when I am done.
"A man paints with his brain, not with his hands"