I grew up in a family that considered Art something that could and had to be experienced in everyday life.
A little girl and the Italian Renaissance
My parents were musicians, and when I was little I was fascinated by the enthusiasm with which my father used to tell me about all the museums he had visited during his tours around the world. Our vacations always included visits to some Italian regions, mostly Umbria, Veneto and Tuscany.
The classicism of the Renaissance, the enameled colors used by the Italian Masters of the XV Th. Century, the precious golden reflections…my eyes were filled by those examples, and even if I’m still not entirely aware of this, today I wouldn’t be able to choose the colors I use for my creations, without unavoidably showing the influence of Piero della Francesca, Spanzotti, Pinturicchio, Antonello da Messina, and many more.
My apprenticeship with an anglo-pakistani painter was just the first of many oriental influences from which I learned how to create delicate shapes and precious details. From her, Patricia Hakim, I learned to transform each piece into elegant works of art as well as a taste for hidden details.
I wouldn’t be able to tell when I was first influenced by the Japanese culture.
Maybe it was thanks to my mother that one day brought me some Japanese watercolors and a coloring book with pictures of flowers, kimonos and warriors. I still remember the expression of sheer joy on my face.
Or maybe it was my father that brought me a kimono (that I still have) as a souvenir from one of his trips.
What I love about Japanese Art is the elegant simplicity of lines, shapes and colors.
The geometric wefts, the unimaginable shades of colors, the precious details: my latest passion? Temari balls. I MUST find a way to add them to my creations…
There! Italian Renaissance, India, Japan: truly an unusual combination!