“Puro canto lirico”
Watercolor paper mixed technique
21 x 29,7 cm
I am sixty years old, I am almost blind, I have to balance the accounts with time and I can’t finish your altarpiece.
I intend to reduce to a synthesis the measurable order of the world and the miracle of the truth continually transmuting thought the effect of light, of the perspective reason and of the emotion of the long-standing gaze.
15 rare volumes my mind has obtained by condensation, in plastic plans, of the colored arcane ether of which the whole atmosphere is woven.
Be moved, great Federico, by my painting, nourished by the highest science and philosophy of the Renaissance, which intones, on the eve o my death, this pure lyric song.