Culla di Petali

In Culla di Petali wallpaper I wanted to hold still an instant that has no time: a young mother, sitting cross-legged in a meadow flooded with sun, bends her head towards the newborn wrapped in her arms. Her hair slips over one shoulder, her pale dress settles on the grass like a stilled wave, and all around the meadow ripples in low swells of green and of flowers that thin towards a serene horizon.

I belong to divisionism, the school that does not mix colours on the palette but lays them pure, one beside the other, letting the eye fuse them into light. From a distance the scene reads as a single rounded gesture, mother and child held in one breath; close up it breaks into thousands of small touches and commas of pigment — vermilion, pink, citron, lavender — that thicken in the poppies, in the daisies, in the face and the hands, and then stretch into parallel strokes across the open grass.

It is an image of threshold: birth as first garden, care as first light. Bringing Culla di Petali wallpaper onto a wall means letting that light go on vibrating in the room, never repeating, always whole from one end of the surface to the other. At WallZad every touch of colour is rendered with the same material density as the original, because delicacy, when it is real, is not printed: it is composed, point by point, with the same patience with which it was born on the canvas.