marco vecchiato (*1974 Italy) lives and works near Venice.
Vecchiato's painting is a psychological journey without winks that makes no discounts, a descent into an unknown yet familiar metaphysical territory. His drawings are reminiscent of the body of an isolated being who cannot communicate. Pencil marks, splashes of color or erasures draw a lopsided man, the colors, anemic, do not follow the edges and are often glazes that show the traces below, like those thoughts that leave trails on us when we have already forgotten them.
In the white, in the absolute and tremendous light of the void that envelops everything, the scene slows to a halt, almost to silence.
In the era of changing colors, of the social sirens, of the chaos of communication, the painter proposes an alternative dimension without however being able to indicate a vanishing point.
(updated nov/2022)
In the white, in the absolute and tremendous light of the void that envelops everything, the scene slows to a halt, almost to silence.
In the era of changing colors, of the social sirens, of the chaos of communication, the painter proposes an alternative dimension without however being able to indicate a vanishing point.
(updated nov/2022)
As a writer he has published two poetry books:
In 2022 he has write a book of short stories:
