Every year, the Medical Evidence Division of MeTMi S.r.l. (ECM Standard Provider n. 5 of the Italian Ministry of Health) produces 8,000 copies of an identification card, sent to each healthcare professional who has participated in the Refresher Courses.
The cards, which reproduce each year the work of an internationally renowned author selected by a jury of experts, have become a collector’s item over time. This is also thanks to their personalization with the name of the participant.
In 2024, the work depicted on the cards was the painting “Giardini BAM – Gae Aulenti“.
It’s a surprise. A green meadow in bloom in the center of Milan, all to be discovered and appreciated. A walk that, after an unlikely square crowded with glass buildings and spires, leads you to the heart of a park that you don’t expect to find in the center of a metropolitan city.
A spectacular view of nature where the soul unfolds and people stop in surprise to admire a nature that until recently had been forgotten.
This work was used in 2024 for the printing of the “Attendance Cards” of the participants in the ECM Courses of Medical Evidence – Milan (see link)
The birth of a baby girl is a reward that the Good Lord gives to humanity. It is life that prescribes its future. In the past, newlyweds were told “Best wishes and male children”. Today, I cannot say whether this wish is still appropriate!
Our generation has finally equalized the two sexes and, at least in the Western world, inclusiveness is at least a sought-after value.
Often, women have extrasensory abilities and a determination that surpasses the faculties of men. However, they are more fragile beings, requiring attention and a lot of love.
An advanced civilization respects these differences and does not pretend to homologate the two genders. Because men and women are similar but different. Pretending that they are “equal” is a forcing that in any case nature will recompose in its initial form over time, no matter how many pretexts are sought to make it appear different.
I made this painting (the 15th) for a friend of mine, one of the most well-known and expert Senologists in Milan, Dr. Giuliano Lucani.
For her birthday, my father-in-law Marco gave Luisa a beautiful white Orchid.
It was August 26th and we put it on the garden table near the kitchen. Lots of light and protected from water and cold. Today, almost two months after its arrival, the plant is still there. Majestic and proud in its unchanged whiteness.
I imagine it like this, a synthesis of all the flowers in the garden, a summary of the life and colors that surround us, lots of light and some dark shades.
This race is held in Montefalco in Umbria. Each district trains and cares for an Ox throughout the winter, to then have it compete in August against the other districts. The bearers cheer their ox between two wings of the crowd and run at speed along a path traced in a large, rugged field. The ox that covers its path in the shortest time while respecting the boundaries of its lane will be the “champion”.
The invisible ones. We pass by them, we pass them at every corner of Milan. The city is full of these people who have left the world and live their solitary life. Many times the only companion is hairy, silent and patient, with whom they manage to spend the night sharing a little warmth and affection.
This lighthouse is built against the Vauban military fort of the same name and aligned with the Portzic lighthouse. It is 26 meters high, reaching 34 meters above sea level, and stands on a giant rock jutting out into the waves. Its main role was to ensure entry to the port of Brest, and for this reason, the French Navy requested its construction in 1839. The lighthouse is built in cut stone extracted from the Aber-Ildut quarry, under the supervision of Louis Plantier, an engineer who participated in the installation of about fifteen lighthouses in Brittany.
My painting reproduces a photo that takes the lighthouse from a very low angle, capturing the moment of sunset inside the arch of the stone bridge.
I chose to do it entirely with the spatula and I discovered how important it is for this tool to be flexible and of the right size to enhance each detail. The effect of the spatula is important, especially in the modeling of bodies and masses such as rock and stone.
I chose a canvas that developed the painting horizontally and in large dimensions, which required much more time and work, with particular attention to capturing and replicating the colors in their right temperature.
I also loaded the lighthouse light with color, more than it is in reality, because I like to highlight the importance of its function in navigation and in life.
Every cub feels safe with its mother. This security is the first force that leads it into life and “teaches” it to face the world around it.
Behind them there is the profile of other felines lurking, ready to attack and devour it while it is still a cub. But the mother will teach it the art of defending itself and building its future. The only absolute certainty but, unfortunately, also limited in time.
TITLE:
My Mother – a jaguar
SUPPORT:
Cotton canvas on frame
SIZE:
70 x 50 cm
TECHNIQUE:
Oil on canvas
DATE:
April 2022
SERIAL N.:
20220402
NOTES:
Made with brush
OWNER:
Today owned by Daniela Incerti and Daniele Marconi
The Holi Festival of Colors in India is a celebration of the victory of good over evil, with the destruction of the demon Holika. It is celebrated every year on the day after the full moon of the Hindu month of Phalguna, which corresponds to the beginning of March. People celebrate the beginning of spring and other events of the Hindu religion; they parade through the streets sprinkling colored powders on everyone, dancing and singing.
I saw this photo awarded by Corriere della Sera in the spring of 2022. It was too bright to pass by without looking at it. I immediately filed it in my “photos to draw” folder and, one day, after finishing the tulips and still having many colors left on the palette, I decided to experiment using the spatula.
At Atelier Crespi I had watched Maestro Fontanini teach this technique to a colleague, Vittorio Ragazzini, and, discreetly, I had understood that the color was mixed a lot on the palette and little on the canvas.
Thus, and unexpectedly, this painting was born, an expression of the joy and happiness of the subject, who lets himself be shaped and seems to enjoy being modeled by the hands of his friends.
I had just started my painting course when I had the opportunity to accompany my wife to Holland. First stop was the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam, an educational and seductive tour, an encouragement to study color and its effect on the perception of reality.
Although I was enchanted by his Sunflowers, I was afraid of dealing with such an important subject, so I chose a simpler subject: a field of tulips.
The difficulty of this painting was to represent the most distant flowers, which in the original photograph appeared blurry and poorly defined.
