The sense of limit often appears in my mental processes without notice, after that the flight of the dream has been stopped by an abrupt awakening. I idealize it like a large wall precluding the view which drags me into the shadowy perception of the unknowable. In this laborious condition springs inside me the need for re-elaborating the reality by searching anywhere else with the playful eagerness so much typical of a child. I have recreated the great wall with new appearances of anamorphic forms of characters that become actors in my theater of the unknown. Because of them,
I surprisingly feel like a mocking puppeteer of unresolved questions animated like notes in a music score of a new passionate experience of play.