He was born in Sila, mountain in the south of Italy, and now lives and works, from 1960, in Turin.
He works in publishing and writes about history, wine and food on very important magazines and web-sites in Europe.
He has been intensely active in theatre and photography (important shows like “Rayoghaphs and pictures lumieres”, Turin 1976 and “Il diavolo ti vuole” – The devil wants you – with painter Bruno Chiarenza, Turin 1980) and in the avant-garde cinema (“Ogni corpo occupa un suo spazio” – Every body occupies its space – con Plinio Martelli – Venice, Biennial of art cinema, 1976).
Since 1993 he has been painting on paper, cloth and glass using wine, red and white, exclusively. He paints only by night and his obsession are glasses, different shapes of glasses.
He showed his art works all in Italy, in India and in Usa.
Some of his works are on display in Usa, South Africa, Germany, Brasil and Russia.
He is a Grand Master of the” Order of the Vine Leaf.”
He is married from 1990 and has an adopetd indian daughter, Geeta, from Mumbay (adopted in 1998, she was born in 1992 ).
“ Wine is made to be drunk.
And naturally I drink wine and I like it very much.
Sometimes, particularly at night, after having drunk some, I spread it on certain types of paper , and wait for the miracle to happen, because it is certainly a miracle. But sometimes I need to wait days, weeks and sometimes months. I work with lots of patient to allow that miracle to happen as I expect, and to form shapes and shades as I desire.
Wine is not only a colour or a simple drink. Every wine is a story that starts from the flaking of rocks in geological times, continues with the evolution of the climate and growth of a tenacious but delicate plant, and concludes the start of another story, this time populate by people.
I am not only a painter who paints with wine.
Also, I am not only a painter.
Who am I?
Maybe italian poet Aldo Palazzeschi or Marcel Duchamp could me give that answer”.
“I think there is a great difference between a craftsman and a real artist.
An artist lives his obsessions and his art works, have magic stream embedded in people feeling.
My obsessions are the glasses (I immagine a glass like a tree: with roots, trunk and leaves; from the earth to the sky…), and the stains on white, when I am painting I immagine to steel some white.”