Art is a form of communication and, as such, it enriches the world: it makes it less ‘silent’, less sterile, it stimulates, and invites chaos. Visual art, as I view it – visual chaos – stimulates us, and through it we are drawn into a river of emotions without even realising it, into that current, from which no one can escape, and which characterises so much of the beauty of human nature. We are mesmerized by certain colours, certain shapes, certain volumes. Or we shy away from them completely, because they frighten or repulse us, and again, without really understanding why. In front of an object, we might even remain indifferent, yes, indifferent, however, when something strikes us and touches us deeply, for good or worse, indifference cannot be an option.

The presence of a certain object before our eyes can totally transform the way we experience our surroundings, having an impact, positive or negative, on our everyday life, awakening our emotions which are what we operate on. An opaque sponged wall in acid green, that half-cracked corner cabinet in cherry, the rustic terracotta floor … and that marvelous painting that takes our breath away every time we pass it, who knows why – perhaps certain memories – all of this will help us live a fuller, more emotional, more human life.

That is why art that resonates within us is worth a life.