Tensione Solare

I sign the Tensione Solare wallpaper with pride, an image I hold in the instant before release, when every muscle is already the promise of movement. I belong to the second futurism, the season in which Italy translated speed into flat colour and drawn line, without shading, without hesitation.

At the centre I stand myself: an archer seen in profile, the torso turned hard against the firm legs, one arm pushing the bow into a deep curve, the other held back to the cheek, the string taut, the arrow nocked and pointed outward. Around me open concentric rings, measured like a target or like a radiating sun, each a clean band drawn with the precision of a drafting machine. Speed lines graze the arms and the arrow: they tell of motion without blurring it.

The palette is that of the period: deep night blue, warm terracotta, bone cream, and a metallic gold that lights only the string, the arrowhead and the outermost ring. Close up you find the craft: the string is a single line with a slight off-register where two ink passes met, the arrow's fletching is a set of small repeated angular strokes, and a few outlines are enough to tell the tension of the knuckles and the jaw.

In drawing this Tensione Solare wallpaper for a boy's or a girl's room, I looked for the calm inside the extreme gesture: a wall that accompanies growing up without childishness, with the craftsmanship WallZad gives to every surface that becomes a daily story.