(At a certain moment the musician said: ‘Red Caproni’!) (He had noticed that I like red a lot. He said that he likes blue).

Monday 25 October 1948, Giorgio Caproni

At the beginning there is always red. Then a route is created. One colour leads to another. One colour takes me to another colour and so on. It becomes more distant, step by step, like on a walk. Then, at a certain point along the way, I turn back and start to steer the palette and slowly return towards the initial colour. I continue by turning back. I return to the red; the starting point: a return journey.

One day, while my son was studying philosophy, he said to me: ‘Mum, what you are making is an anaphora.’
Each painting is like a verse of a single, long poem that is woven, one painting after another, in the span of a whole life.
‘Anaphora’ from the Treccani Encyclopaedia: ‘Rhetorical figure that consists in repeating, principally in a verse or clause, one or more words that the preceding verse or clause contained: ‘I am the way into the city of woe, / I am the way into eternal pain, / I am the way to go among the lost.’ (Dante)

(Written in 2015. Modified in 2024)