Italo Squitieri was very surprised and a bit 'incredulous when I told him that the day when I gave it to reincarnate with the right to choose not to ask God to make me Leonardo or Einstein, but Squitieri.
yet it is so, is the man most envied in the world. He looks around and happy in his blue eyes, baby, I see the best reflection of what surrounds us, and only the best.
He plunges into the sea, and enjoy. Frying in the sun, and enjoy. Where there is a cloud, says: "Just as well, so I did not burn."
From his adventures on the slopes of Cortina always comes back with the news of great discoveries: a valley, a small church, an altar, a carved chest, a shelter abandoned, a den of marmots, a tree. Once he broke a leg skiing, said cheerfully: "Finally I have time to work."
actually always works, with assiduous effort, and what comes out of his brushes do not like him at all: to take over are always the memories of her deep South, with its buildings and hard landscape, its violent counterpoint of light, casefortino struck on his grief and desperation of the men.
load of sorrow that every southern wears, Squitieri the vents there, we emptied the last drop everything. Then, free throws open the window and see the world through the eyes of Adam before the fall.
's all senses.
a painter does not paint only, but thinks, speaks and lives, translating everything into shape and heat.
Mai un'acredine to others, never a sign of discontent or frustration. He believes in the goodness of men because he has to sell her. Eat and drink light snow in winter, the sea in summer. A beautiful nature, because nature only feeds on.
I miss the competence to judge him as an artist. But the poet is for sure.
testimony Indro Montanelli (Fucecchio, April 22, 1909 - Milan, July 22, 2001)
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