The cracks of the crackle paste become pages of a silent diary,
where the material opens and shatters like ancient skin.
Acrylics build up in light glazes,
while golden pigments surface like dust of light,
among burning ochre, vibrant red, enveloping beige and a black that holds the shadow.

“Cronache dell’Incertezza” is a story told in fragments:
a language that promises no certainties,
but embraces the fragile beauty of doubt,
the tension between falling and rising again,
between what breaks and what endures.

The surface is never final:
it cracks, it changes, it renews itself —
a mirror of the soul, which finds its truest self in uncertainty.