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PAOLO

FRANCESCO

VIGNATI

"CROWD OF SHADOWS OF DREAMS", 2025

OIL, ACRYLIC AND OIL PASTEL ON PANEL- 100 X 100 CM

IN THE VORTEX OF COLORS DANCING TOGETHER, FACES, SHADOWS, LIGHT PRESENCES EMERGE. YELLOW THAT SINGS, BLUE THAT SIGHS, GREEN THAT VIBRATES, ORANGE THAT ADMIRES. BRUSHSTROKES THICK AS DEEP THOUGHTS INTERTWINE IN GESTURES, IN FERTILE MOMENTS. THERE IS NO BOUNDARY BETWEEN BODY AND BACKGROUND, EVERYTHING IS MOVEMENT, EVERYTHING IS WORLD. FIGURES THAT FADE, LIKE DREAMS IN THE MORNING, IN A FRESCO THAT PULSATES, ALIVE AND DIVINE. PERHAPS IT IS A CROWD, PERHAPS IT IS A MEMORY, BUT EVERY GLANCE IS A JOURNEY, EVERY STEP IS A HARMONY. A PAINTING THAT DOES NOT SPEAK, BUT WHISPERS EMOTIONS, THAT SHOWS NOT FACES, BUT A THOUSAND VISIONS. AND IN THE ABSTRACT EMBRACE OF COLOR AND TIME, THE SOUL OF A SLOW MOMENT LIES HIDDEN.


"FRAGMENTS OF THOUGHT", 2025

OIL, ACRYLIC, AND INK ON PANEL - 24 X 18 CM

IN THE SILENCE OF A SAND-COLORED BACKGROUND, WHERE WHITE BLENDS WITH BLUE LIKE THOUGHTS IN FLIGHT, LINES INTERTWINE—STRAIGHT, DECISIVE—LIKE THE STREETS OF INVISIBLE CITIES, WHERE CHAOS IS ORDER AND ORDER IS DANCE. GEOMETRIES IN REVOLT. ORANGE, GREEN, AND PURPLE TRIANGLES CHASE EACH OTHER LIKE BROKEN DREAMS, FRAGMENTS OF A MOSAIC THAT SEEKS NOT TO PLEASE, BUT TO EXIST, PULSATE, AND VIBRATE. A VISUAL RHYTHM. EVERY LINE IS A VERSE, EVERY SHAPE A PAUSE, BLACK CUTS, PINK WHISPERS, BLUE STRETCHES LIKE A PROFOUND THOUGHT. IT IS A VISUAL SYMPHONY, WHERE GEOMETRIC PRECISION MEETS THE IMPERFECT CARESS OF MATTER. IT IS A LABYRINTH FOR THE EYE AND THE SOUL, A MAP OF UNSPOKEN EMOTIONS, AN INVITATION TO LOSE YOURSELF IN ORDER TO FIND YOURSELF AGAIN

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"LA VEGLIA", 2025 -

OIL AND ACRYLIC ON PANEL - 60 X 60 CM

A CENTRAL CHAIR ANCHORS THE COMPOSITION, ENCIRCLED BY CATS AND GROUNDED BY A BALL OF YARN, SET AGAINST A CHANGING BACKGROUND. THE SCENE, PLAYFUL YET CONTEMPLATIVE, REVEALS CHROMATIC CONTRASTS BROUGHT TO LIFE THROUGH OIL AND ACRYLIC ON WOOD. ITS SQUARE FORMAT (60 X 60 CM) LENDS BALANCE AND INTIMACY. WARM TONES AND LIVELY ACCENTS GENERATE RHYTHM AND TENSION.

THE CHAIR EMBODIES INTROSPECTION AND SHARED DOMESTIC LIFE. THE CATS SUGGEST CURIOSITY AND MOVEMENT, WHILE THE BALL OF YARN BECOMES A METAPHOR FOR TIME, CREATIVITY, AND MEMORY. THE VIEWER IS INVITED TO LINGER ON EACH DETAIL: THE VARIED FELINE POSTURES HINT AT PERSONAL STORIES INTERTWINING WITHIN THE QUIET ROOM. THE PIECE EVOKES A SUSPENDED TENSION—BETWEEN HOMELY STILLNESS AND THE PERPETUAL FLOW OF TIME, SYMBOLIZED BY THE YARN'S SOFT AND CONTINUOUS TRACE OF POSSIBILITIES AND RECOLLECTIONS.

THE SILENT PRESENCE OF THE CHAIR CALLS FOR A CONTEMPLATIVE PAUSE, WHILE THE UNPREDICTABLE CATS ANIMATE THE SCENE WITH HINTS OF DOMESTIC MYSTERY. THIS SUSPENDED ATMOSPHERE TRANSFORMS THE SPACE INTO A TIMELESS SETTING, OPEN TO INTERPRETATION AND UNTOLD MEMORIES. BRIGHT COLORS, RANGING FROM WARM TO COOL HUES, INFUSE THE COMPOSITION WITH VIBRANT ENERGY. THE CATS, LOOSELY SKETCHED, APPEAR AS IRREGULAR SPOTS OF COLOR: FLEETING AND NEARLY DISSOLVING INTO THE BACKGROUND OR EMERGING WITH INTENSITY, IN STARK CONTRAST TO THE CHAIR'S RIGID, TACTILE MATERIALITY.

THIS DIALOGUE BETWEEN THE DEFINED STRUCTURE OF THE CHAIR AND THE FLUID PRESENCE OF THE CATS INTENSIFIES THE SENSE OF MYSTERY AND MOTION. COLORS CHASE AND REPEL EACH OTHER, GIVING RISE TO AN EMOTIONAL LANDSCAPE BETWEEN REALITY AND SUGGESTION. IN A ROOM BEYOND TIME, LIGHT DANCES AROUND A SOLITARY CHAIR—STILL AND ALERT LIKE A LISTENING HEART. AROUND IT, CATS FLICKER LIKE SPIRITED SHADOWS, VANISHING AND RETURNING THROUGH TRAILS OF COLOR, GUARDIANS OF HIDDEN ENIGMAS.

EVERY DETAIL IS STEEPED IN ANTICIPATION: THE CHAIR, WITNESS TO UNSEEN LIVES, BECOMES AN ISLAND OF REFLECTION; THE CATS, WANDERING SOULS, IGNITE THE DOMESTIC STAGE WITH SPONTANEITY AND SILENT LONGING.

"VIBRATIONS OF LIGHT", 2025

OIL AND ACRYLIC ON PANEL - 30 X 21 CM

IS IT A ROOM? NO, IT'S A SCREAM OF LIGHT, A CHROMATIC PULSE THAT NEVER FADES. THE WALLS DON'T STAND STILL, THEY VIBRATE, LIKE TRIBAL DRUMS THAT SCREAM. THE BLUE ISN'T JUST BLUE—IT'S A STORMY OCEAN, THE GREEN IS A JUNGLE THAT ROARS AND PROTESTS. THE YELLOW? A SUN THAT LAUGHS BRAZENLY, WHILE THE RED IS FIRE, WILD AND BRAZEN. THE CHAIR DOESN'T WAIT, IT PAWS THE GROUND, IT QUIVERS, THE TABLE IS A STAGE FOR A THOUSAND POEMS. EVERY BRUSHSTROKE IS A DRAMATIC TWIST, AN EXPLOSION THAT BREAKS EVERY CHAIN. THE DOOR AT THE BACK? A SPATIAL PORTAL, SUCKING TIME INTO AN ASTRAL VORTEX. THERE IS NO STILLNESS, NO PAUSE, ONLY ENERGY THAT VIBRATES AND MARRIES

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"OASIS IN THE DESERT OF FIRE", 2013

OIL AND ACRYLIC ON PANEL - 80 X 60 CM

THE SURFACE IS TRAVERSED BY WARM, ALMOST INCANDESCENT HUES, EVOKING AN ARID, BURNING LANDSCAPE. YET, IN THE HEART OF THIS FIERY EXPANSE, SOFTER FORMS EMERGE, GREEN AND BLUE, LIKE VITAL PRESENCES RESISTING THE SURROUNDING HEAT. THE PICTORIAL MATERIAL IS DENSE, LAYERED: THE OIL GIVES DEPTH AND BODY, WHILE THE ACRYLIC INTRODUCES MORE IMMEDIATE, ALMOST IMPULSIVE VIBRATIONS. THE RESULT IS A DYNAMIC BALANCE BETWEEN CONTROL AND SPONTANEITY, BETWEEN DESTRUCTION AND REBIRTH. THE WORK SEEMS TO DEPICT AN IMAGINARY PLACE, SUSPENDED BETWEEN REALITY AND VISION, WHERE NATURE STRUGGLES TO ASSERT ITSELF AMIDST CHAOS. IT IS AN INVITATION TO SEEK BEAUTY EVEN IN THE MOST HOSTILE CONTEXTS, TO RECOGNIZE THE FORCE OF LIFE PULSATING BENEATH THE SURFACE

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