My name is Maria. I was born on 18 April, 1973 in Abruzzo, where I return at least once every summer. I lived for many years in Pisa. I often return there because I love Pisa, its sunsets, the hill where our house stands, and our friends there. These days I live in Holland with my noisy and very beautiful family, and I am happy because I love to skate on the ice, drive a cargo bike, wake up with the ducks on the canal, and speak four languages every day (though I have given up learning Dutch, I am now studying French!).
What I do
I paint pictures, mostly using oil – I love oil painting. But sometimes I assemble objects, materials, colours, or shapes, and then I use acrylics and resins on them. From assembling materials and colours I have moved on to creating small jewels, accessories and trinkets out of a love of and desire for playfulness, lightness, and new things every day.
With this same passion and an abundance of curiosity I have begun to give art lessons to children, they who have hearts and eyes longing to be filled with beauty and an enormous capacity to give back the same but renewed and transformed.
I love things, and the houses that contain them or could accommodate them (a tree is a house, and so is a table; my body is a house, as is every house that I live in from time to time). I bravely admit that I am very attached to things. I collect them, I preserve them, I assemble them. I would like a thousand desks and a thousand secret boxes and a thousand drawers. I would like a thousand albums for all photos and a thousand phials, one for each odour. Painting, weaving and stringing beads is a rite, the illusion that something remains, that nothing is lost and everything becomes something else, the illusion that colour and light can be held down, dressed up and seen over and over.
We all have the ability to do and to make art, but it can be hard to find the time to learn the right technique. It is not always easy to find the patience to wait for results, trying again and again to travel kilometres and get through days of frustration, disappointment, dissatisfaction. It may not be easy to make room for tools, materials and smells. I feel an endless joy when the result of my efforts and my passion meet a loving or curious look, and a bit of my world, of my colours, enters the days, in the blink of an eye, falls into the hands of another person. I try to transmit this passion to those who wish to wear and see colours, harmony, contrast, surprise, joy.
If you want to find out more about my work and classes, you can write me an email.