My artistic path is really personal, if not idiosyncratic, however I haven't got any statement about my art at all, so to write one is a pretty difficult task for me.
I have never come up with a statement not in force of beliefs like "art for art’s sake”, “the indefinable status of art”, or similar. No matter how much truth there might be in quotes like these, I'd never assert any because making art isn't a mission for me – not a goal, but a way, a medium. I could do anything else, like play tennis, cook or kill to pursue the same goal, I’m pretty sure about this. So I can’t tell what my art aims at.
To tell at what I aim is not an easy task too. My goal lies in the median point between two parallel lines: the a line is to pursuit my identity, survive my human instincts, being any of my selves trough oceans of canons, playing the games I’m coerced to play, building moral and aesthetic behaviours and so on. The b line is to lose my identities, to be free from my human instincts, to transcend and in some way destroy the a line. Both lines clearly are exaggerations, ideals and definitively crocks, but that is not the point. I can’t refuse neither the a nor b line, I must take both, so my aim is between them, in a place I'd call being strongly myself with accurate nonchalance. The lines are infinite (like all lines) and will never meet (like all parallels lines); both the lines are well defined too – like my art, I suppose.
Art-making is for me what praying is for a saint, cooking for a cook, killing for a killer, love-making for a lover, rule for a dictator. In a certain sense, I feel myself near to anyone. But I’ve got my preferences, my skills, and one of those is my art, which I want to pursue with clear-headed and aware fanaticism.
These words are poor, and probably fail to make up a statement. I’ll try to recover this little flood of words with a final expedient-quote by Leonardo da Vinci: "I can't describe with words what I better describe with images".