My passion for wood started at a very young age when I lived in Viareggio on the waterfront and near a canal which, once crossed over a small bridge, led me to that magical and mysterious place that was the Vecchia Darsena (the Old Dock) for me.
Back then, the yards of the Calafatti were in full swing. It was from there that I got the scraps of wood with which I constructed miniature boats and objects, the purpose of which was known only to me.
In my memory are still etched in an indelible manner the dazzling warm sunshine and the smell from the resinous wood of the maritime pine from which the boats were made.
Painting is also a big passion for me. I used coloured pencils and those big pens which painted red, green, blue or black depending on the button I pushed. I remember getting up early in the morning to paint with pleasure animals, plants and the magic of the world around me.
In order not to disturb this sensitivity with the interference of school discipline, my mother, a teacher in Latin, decided to not send me to school but to provide my elementary education herself.
Her father, granddad Augusto was a man of exceptional intelligence. He was a pioneer of the automobile industry and has registered in his lifetime more than 100 patents, the most famous among which is the ”brown coal carburetor” which, in the years after the war, was searching to resolve the transport problems due to the shortage of naphtha. After the Torino factory was destroyed by the bombings, he relocated to Versilia where he established a new laboratory in Viareggio.
This was the magical place where, after a run in his Alfa convertible, he loved to take me. It was there that I stood ecstatic in front of the eucalypt models painted in dark red which served for making the iron casting.
At present, the experiences of the past 30 years have finally made me aware of the special relationship I had with those important people in my life and of the creative charge which had sent me like a fountain of life, like a dream without boundaries, in search of this living and sensitive matter that wood is for me.
A material to love with no hesitation or compromise, to research until all traces and signs which transform life into magic and the material into an inseparable part of your body are recovered.
Those wonderful years have given me a world made of emotion and freedom, a freedom that I still keep intact inside me.