When, in a particular period, I had the feeling of drowning and never being able to achieve my goal, “Ephemeral Flowers” was born.
I felt that the beauty of life was escaping me like water from my hands and it was dispersing, making my vital sap cloudy and then settling deep down.
I felt the need to block time, to make mine forever some miserable moment of beauty because everything is so ephemeral... Youth and freshness do not last forever.
I would have liked to have been estranged and had my mind free and light, not feeling the weight of things anymore.
It’s about feelings and emotions that I’ve had for so long, and eventually I found a way to sort them out and understand them.
I find that the image of flower is the one that best describes concepts such as youth, freshness and beauty. However it is a flower that floats in the water without ever emerging from it and this helps me to represent the need for isolation, sensory deprivation and that sense of drowning felt. The colored and insubstantial fluids that surround the flowers are other elements that describe very well the relationship between beauty, lightness and suffocation.

“Ephemeral Flowers” is about suffocation and what it feels like when the things of life get the better of the individual.
There are two possible ways: to collapse oppressed by crowds of chaotic thoughts or to abandon oneself and surrender to the flow, thinking of nothing. Yet not even in this way is one completely free from worries because, sooner or later, one loses the purpose and everything seems meaningless.
Living in a muffled world is apparently very comfortable because you tend to think that only beautiful and safe things and no unexpected can happen, yet, in the long run, you lose your essence, until you drown in the flow.
We live in a fast-paced and ruthless world, and talking about certain concepts through aesthetic and evocative images can be cathartic, especially since I am sure that these are sensations from which all souls, sooner or later, are tormented.