After twenty-nine years, the memory of the features of the colleague has become vague and I can not tell if, ours, was a friendship worthy of memory. It was, however, the beginning of an intellectual adventure, which intermittently led me to study and write digressions on figurative expressions usually overlooked by critics.
In any case, I enjoyed myself. Nothing has amused me more than the new landscapes. Even with women, if I think about it, that's how it went down. I tried in every way, to get some balance. In the end, I always stayed with a handful of flies in my hand, suffering a lot. Until I realized that the goal was to try. You are not a good son of God if you don't build yourself and there is nothing to build if you don't have a future ahead of you. Trying it means just that: having a future. Balance is there.
Therefore, Klee's drawings remain very alive and introduced me to the vast landscape of illustration. From that day on, in fact, I began to collect drawings created for books (with some deviation in the most visited districts of historical prints), looking for the sign of an autonomous art, almost a post scriptum to the history of art.
The result was a personal aesthetic conception of mine, completely alien to the concept of value linked to rarity (or, worse, uniqueness), typical of the modern economicist context.