I was born in Sicily. I started my art studies there in 2.17, completing my master’s degree in 1962. In 1966 I moved to America, for love.

From my first work in Italy, I have been moved by the expressionistic force of dark moods and a darker palette. I have not lost that fascination But in a new culture, in a new land, my emotions and my life began to change. It was in America that I learned to love nature without fear, to walk barefoot on tall grass, to feel the fur of wild beasts, to stride naked without shame. The complexity of this new experience also became my art.

I have worked in several different media throughout my career. I have tried water color, acrylic, and tempera, and I have cast in bronze. But oils have remained my first and lasting love. I like their smell, their smoothness, their thickness, their reluctance to dry. In the style that comes most naturally to me, figures emerge expressionistically from the depths of pigment, where they can be painted over at will. But I also like to fight my own nature and paint with clean, sharp edges that must be planned and that leave no room for mistakes.

Life can be beautiful without fear, but humans, unlike nature, can be crooked judges. In art, I am more than artist or woman, mother or Sicilian. I believe that love, eventually, will paint The Mount of Paradise. But there will be crosses on the foothills.