When I was a kid, my father gifted me with his taste and craft of oil painting and his love of nature, loughs, storytelling, and treasure hunting.
Later on, every time I wanted to follow the art path, music would always divert my path.
A long list of events drove me to look after artists on tours.
Beautiful traveling years, meetings, and gigs where I was able to comprehend the power of music on a crowd.
I kept painting between tours without being satisfied with my work.
After a burn out for giving myself away too much, my desires went to sculpting. I felt more pleasure in creation with the material.
Silgato was born the first time, half Sylvia, half a Cat.
Music tours came back around and diverted to stand up comedy artists tours 2 children came to my life and occupied my creativity
during their early childhood Only recently Silgato came back to life again.
A new version of the early Silgato. I am using today the life experiences: music, humor, travels, nature, storytelling, writing, childhood...
I am listening to music and some kind of synesthesia takes form, colors are imposing themselves. Movement is created.
The mind is shut and I am leaving off a journey.
When I get back to reality, pareidolia shows me a story inside the canvas.