Exhibitions, Italy, Foggia, 26 February 2011
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Impetuosity and characterize the raw poetic talent of this artist. Yes, because we are in the presence of an impetuous and talented artist who is not afraid of poetry that explores, undresses and leaves you defenseless. His pictorial events are never the result of inspiration dellafatalità or if you prefer, but they emerge and then live as events that can not happen. One can not get involved (for better or for worse) by their originality and energy, which is stylistic, genuine poetry. A poem which is pressing invitation to the challenge of reading. Asks the eye to read, interpret the ever-growing body of painting, constantly moving, sometimes inaccessible but always fascinating, ever changing, the repository of countless and endless shades of color and light, not only but also of meaning. Hewa caressing every tremor, every pain, every joy even minimal free visions, magic, injuries now grace now the hardness profiles, bodies, moments, atmospheres. A journey into the depths of very dense and opaque paintings which suddenly appears the light that is the triumph of tenderness and desire ... just like the journey of life.
Impetuosity and characterize the raw poetic talent of this artist. Yes, because we are in the presence of an impetuous and talented artist who is not afraid of poetry that explores, undresses and leaves you defenseless. His pictorial events are never the result of inspiration dellafatalità or if you prefer, but they emerge and then live as events that can not happen. One can not get involved (for better or for worse) by their originality and energy, which is stylistic, genuine poetry. A poem which is pressing invitation to the challenge of reading. Asks the eye to read, interpret the ever-growing body of painting, constantly moving, sometimes inaccessible but always fascinating, ever changing, the repository of countless and endless shades of color and light, not only but also of meaning. Hewa caressing every tremor, every pain, every joy even minimal free visions, magic, injuries now grace now the hardness profiles, bodies, moments, atmospheres. A journey into the depths of very dense and opaque paintings which suddenly appears the light that is the triumph of tenderness and desire ... just like the journey of life.
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