“There isn't much to say about my childhood. I remember explosions of intense happiness, followed shortly afterwards by profound melancholy that always prompted remarks and comments from those around me on how remote my life was from my age. Therefore I rapidly lost all my respect for age. From then on, I always lived without any age, given that every year I used to repudiate it, choosing another one for the sole good reason that I liked it better.” YearsReasonAgeRememberUsedLostGivenChildhoodProfoundIntenseMelancholyCommentSoleRemarksExplosions Author:Domenico Gnoli
“Life can be considered as a huge wardrobe, with so many dominos hung in its cupboards, one domino per year. Now I don't see why I couldn't change my mask in this wardrobe even twice a day.” YearsHugeMaskHungWardrobeCupboards Author:Domenico Gnoli
“For many years it was difficult for me to paint because I didn't feel the informal painting that was then tyrannically dominating painters and art collectors.” FeelsYearsArtDifficultPaintingPaintPainterCollectorsDominating Author:Domenico Gnoli