I assure you that for you to know and understand me is and will be an adventure! I have already told you about my passion for the sky, feeling as though I have wings.
I can also tell you about my passion for cars. It began when I was 18, the legal age for getting a driving license in Italy! My first car… a blue Fiat 500. On long journeys I remember I had to keep the engine hood open to get a better cooling for the engine!
Those were the days when I was engaged to my first wife, we were beautiful, young and penniless. The Fiat 500 was also my pied-à-terre… You can imagine!
When I was 21 the work began to go pretty well and so I signed 3 centimeters thick of promissory notes and I bought a Fiat 1500 convertible, a used one, of course! Very used!
What work was I doing? Well, on this topic I’ll write several posts…! I can only begin to tell you that I started out painting on t-shirts and pullovers. Then I began to think how I could speed up the art of hand painting…
It was not bad – working twenty hours a day – it meant that I was soon able to buy my first Ferrari, white with black roof. I was not yet thirty years old. You can imagine how a Ferrari helped me to meet women!
I just wanted to remind you that once I was young too! I never liked those grumpy “old folks”. What? You want to remind me that now I am one of them…? It is not true! I realize I am no longer a young boy only when I brush my teeth and I look at myself in the mirror… when I was young I used to joke that “old people should be killed right when born!” Now that I am older and more tolerant I no longer think this way.
Every collection reminds me of the importance of thinking young. Every collection reminds me of the importance of being mature. I try to deal with my own personal generation gap.
I wanted to tell you something amusing that experience has taught me… Hope I have succeeded and made you smile.
Un bacino grande grande
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