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.
11.3.07
ancora san zenone
ancora lavori... ;
manca il "peixe" per la fontana
mancano colori e
piastrelle...
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