Place
How important is place in your journey?
In 1980 I left Carrara for Paris. It was not an easy decision. I had a wife and two young daughters, and ahead of me there was no mapped-out path, only a strong intuition: the need to move, to put myself at stake elsewhere.
Carrara was matter, origin, studies, the marble dust breathed every day. It was the point of departure.
Paris was an unknown, but also an opening. It became the place of confrontation: human, artistic, everyday.
The move was not only geographical. It was a change made of adaptation, responsibility, difficult moments, and choices.
Changing place also meant changing perspective. In Paris I was no longer alone with my own training, but immersed in a wider community: Italian and French artists, dialogues, differences, daily confrontations.
Encounters did not arrive as exceptional events, but as a constant presence, capable of questioning certainties and opening new questions.
Paris, with painter friend George Bahgoury
