Hi from Zürich,
In moments of empty creativity like this very Wednesday, I just can think about faraway creativity lost somewhere in me.
I was a painter first. Or better, I was a drawer first. I then started to paint because I liked colors, but sometimes it looked like I ruined my drawing with my painting, like in this case of the girl with the honey and the dancing dreams.
In 1996 I made my first oil painting, which now is in my old room in my small own town Carrè in Italy.
I think I like to draw women… like in this painting of 1999.
Lately I did something different. I took inspiration from a picture of an illustrator, Gaelle Lalonde, and I made it with oil colors.
This is the original one from Gaelle Lalonde
This is mine
Now you know my drawing-painting side. It is my very first creative side since I was little.
What do you think? Should I keep painting?