"The vegetation spreads, lurking among the bits of matter and emerges in the dust which also pave the workshop. Sketches of sculptures that await, like fruits, the color more alive to, finally, be harvested at the end of a prolonged lethargy. The outcrops, faults and folds visible on the cliffs are trademarks of organization and geological development that move to the inside of my sensitive area. The memory that I have when I manipulate the iron, bringing with it the sculptural references like me latent teleports back to the landscape. The forest, the beach, the sea, the rhythms, the color and textures visible from a bird's-eye view. The table, the subject of design that has always interested me as a sculptural object, carries with it the symbolism of the bridge and the evocation of places and environments where the rituals if effect resource. Meeting point and meeting, discussion and option and, thus, the area of contact, cradle of alchemy that so much care. And everything happens as memory inside the workshop. Is the obsession of impossible gestures and the commitment to a space undermined. "