"...my way"

"... My Way", as you alluded, finally, to a freedom of expression to be absolutely alien constraints; to expressive immediacy that sink into the inner life, in your soul. And part of it is this: not the external reality, but their inner core ... that dense black lump camping in the middle of the canvas, smearing away, away both vertically and horizontally. But, that's ... the core is attacked by the red circle, the brick color and dall'- wide white brushstrokes on sinistra..come opening spaces towards renewal outcomes / news ... "
Prof.Erminia Dispenza