In my childhood, memories are related to dreams, to drawing and to love for color. The wonder of color is innate in creation and in its creatures. The revelation is in play of light. The beauty of nature, the gift of the word: a word that speaks of God. So the love for each other and not to live in superficiality and indifference. In search of silence I heard the music of consciousness. The study was (and is) the engine to understand and improve. In this life, on this journey as a pilgrim, I tried to understand human events, to think about moon in the sky which reflects the light to clarify the night. Beyond the melancholy and pain, looking for joy, joyous harmony which is closed to each one of us; harmony in life colors. Every day I discover the charm of beauty and I try to return it through art. Wonder and ecstasy never left me.