Then I fell in love with the computer and its colors. It all seemed so ridiculous, drawing with Windows Paintbrush, yet that’s where my passion—and distraction—for drawing began.
I tried everything, from crudely editing photos to sketching random doodles, and then, while wandering around the city, I started photographing the graffiti people had painted on the walls.
At the time I was traveling often, so by the end of it all I had quite a bit of material to work with. With more effective software, I began composing illustrations and posters, and it gradually turned into a coherent artistic path.
But the whole thing made me think…
Who will ever see my work if it remains just a set of files? In Ravenna there’s a neighborhood next to the docks called Hub—former storage warehouses now abandoned—yet right beside them there’s a charming seaside walkway, wide and beautifully lit at night.
I picked myself a little corner of wall and started posting my printed posters there.
