"Untitledn,s birth took piace in a domestic atmosphere among the see, Resana, Carlotta, the sweet and huge Bernie, a piano and a cello. lts music, part of it at least, keeps telling stories connected to a private sphere, linking my compositions and my father's to Beethoven and Mendelssohn Sonatas.




An uninterrupted silence is being torn for years, time suddenly awakens.
Chronos explodes in its vitality, the rhythm takes us by the hand and slowly leads us towards sound, towards imagination, towards a world made up of primordial harmonies that intertwine in complex ancestral structures.
The sounds chase each other, they canbe reached and moved away in an alternation of moments of tension and relaxation and then return to the same silence from which they had fled.