In the "far", but not so far, March 2020, in full lockdown, I felt the need to express my feelings in a way that could be as figurative as possible.
Having always defined myself as a failed artist, having the special gift of being able to draw in a fairly decent way, I found instead in fluid painting, so popular in northern Europe, the Americas and Australia, a perfect outlet. I sipped up with thousands of video tutorials in the original language, I went shopping to look for the most suitable materials and I started this adventure by deleting dozens of completely ruined canvases. But something good did come along every now and then. And in an absurd situation like the historical period we were living, it was a small light that showed me the end of the tunnel.
We are still inside the tunnel, but I hope I use color to give pleasant emotions, because for a person who needs to express his own, nothing gives more satisfaction than this.