Iacopo Pasquinelli

I admit that I’m not cut out to paint in plein air.I am too slow and too sensitive.In front of a beautiful landscape I feel overwhelmed, distracted by thousands of details and absolutely powerless.I rise above this handicap, because the will to paint remains, with the help of my camera and my work in the studio.In this way, I dominate my emotions and concentrate on the sensations I feel.I prefer to paint my entire field of vision, choosing compositions with perspective points that draw the viewers into the painting, while allowing me to get drunk from the air. The air wraps itself around everything, whether beautiful or ugly, and it has the power to transform the beautiful into the breathtaking. Sometimes it takes the humidity from the soil, other times it allows light to cut through it in an unexpected way or it may be so dense that it creates veils that emphasize depth. Once in a while I succeed in transporting you with me to take a deep breath.Other times I have finished the air in my brush and I excuse myself.