I introduce myself, I am Daniele and I do  art. There was a time in my life when I decided to express my self worlds to share with everyone who had wanted to know. I realized that art was my way of communicating, it was not a narcissistic need, but of a need to tell me to create emotional exchanges. The art is for me a vehicle, a means through which I can express my innermost feelings without hesitation and hypocrisy.On a sultry summer afternoon, watching the collection of pictures of my parents, I paused to watch them with a 'main focus, I was curious about the stuff they were made, the size, and I began to imagine the stories that led to the realization of those paintings, I felt a kind of magical attraction as a romance, not so much towards the object itself, but toward what those objects were able to tell through shapes and colors.The timelessness of De Chirico, the red inflamed Sassu, the gestures of Fontana, was beginning to be fascinated by this and moved me the generosity of these artists who chose to share their feelings, their fears, their passions ...

I thought: "Why keep something in it that I soul vibrate so much? It would be selfish not to express it. "So it was that after finishing his studies at IED in Milan decided to gain experience in Ireland to discover new languages and the search for new stimuli. In Kilkenny, near Dublin, I had the opportunity to work with a study of lighting design and meanwhile took the opportunity of free time to learn, explore, thrill me, watching these breathtaking landscapes where nature offers a spectacle of color and atmosphere really poetic. It 'was this intense relationship with nature that has given me the inspiration for a new language of expression that I felt at last. I chose to move away from the virtual half prefer a natural element, wood. My works are made of wooden dowels, colored and assembled like a puzzle, after a methodical and painstaking paint and jagged. The natural material is handled, processed, up to look like something else. That 's how I create my work in my studio-workshop of Piacenza which now smells of paint and wood. I understood what I wanna do great, and despite the many disappointments I have led, sometimes, to think of surrender, were unable to defeat my great passion and mortified every time I tried to get away from the art has been a special meeting an amazing thing, something inexplicable that in one way or another, motivated me to approach her again.