Porcelain.
I stretch it, paint it, fold it, going to the limits of its strength, fragility and transparency.
It often leaves me in desperation because of its fragility.
It leaves me breathless with the feeling of happiness to see its fragile intensity.

6.9.20

in the garden of the Monastero S.Maria del Giglio

 


A late summer's morning,

 in the beautiful garden of the Monastero S.Maria del Giglio

Bolsena (VT)


A taste of my ceramics (and of some of my photographs - in the Black & White Magazine, with photographs from the book "Mille Gigli".







The invitation for a series of ceramic courses to be held in the monastery
with dates to be specified later on.....

the chicken behind the table is not very interested..