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In 1978, Gerry Rafferty wrote a song, the immortal Baker Street, which talks about how a man spends his life trying to defeat a beast that gnaws and digs inside his head, dragging him into a degradation made up of falls and false hopes.

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Moving the mouse, just out of habit, on the screen a strange page from a crypto market came up with images of weapons and ammunition, stuff from video games, only that from the prices marked in dollars they all seem real to me, not toy weapons! What do I do? That was a Deep Web or Darknet or whatever the hell they call it...

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The storm is a small oil and tempera painting measuring 83 x 73 cm, preserved at the Gallerie dell'Accademia in Venice. Among the works of this artist, it is undoubtedly the most famous, serving as an example for artists of every era.

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Tomorrow is November, and with what is happening here and in the world, I don't have pleasant thoughts. That's why I'm sharing a story set in Venice during the flood of 1966, written many years ago to remember a friend I met at the Artistic High School of Venice. A high school we both attended, which for me was a beautiful, extraordinary, and unforgettable experience. However, as in all stories, there is always a grain of truth and a lot of invention and imagination. I wanted to write a book about it, but it remains unfinished; this is the first part. If you like it, I will also include other chapters; otherwise, they will remain locked in the memory of my computer. Still, I already know where the criticism will come from; so be it.

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Tomorrow is November, and with everything that's happening here and in the world, I don't have pleasant thoughts. That's why I'm sharing a story set in Venice during the flood of 1966, written many years ago to remember a friend I met at the Art High School of Venice. A school that we both attended and which for me represented a beautiful, extraordinary, and unforgettable experience. Anyway, like in all stories, there is always a grain of truth and a lot of invention and imagination. I wanted to turn this into a book, but it remains unfinished; this is just the first part. If you like it, I'll share other chapters; otherwise, they'll stay locked in my computer's memory. Anyway, I already know where the criticisms will come from, but that's alright.

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VENICE, 1527 Renaissance Venice is the city where the great Venetian artist Lorenzo Lotto is born and studies painting, a man who, during his life, will not receive the approval and success he deserved. Lotto was a strange character, who must have seemed too restless and saturnine even for the rather liberal atmospheres of the salons in the Venetian patrician homes.

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In the beginning, there were therefore: the infinite serpent and silence, in other words, the absence of any sound or gesture that accompanies the first image, then absence and necessity brought forth time and breath-of-wind which, crushing the serpent, compelled it to act.

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Today we are afraid of the infinite because we no longer know where it begins, and, what is worse, we don't care to know. The future also doesn't interest us because novelties, whether beautiful or ugly, come in such a rapid and frantic succession that we are no longer concerned with what might happen in five, ten, or twenty years: rather, what will happen tomorrow or the day after becomes much more interesting.

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I met Armand two years ago at an exhibition in Venice, and he inspired immediate and mutual sympathy. Of Peruvian origin but a lifelong resident of Germany, Armand is an eclectic artist, and the techniques he uses to express himself lead him towards a fusion that I might call "spatial" between European and American painting. What struck me immediately about the various installations showcased at the exhibition were his monochromatic paintings featuring the most absent color that exists: black. In art, this color is a non-color because even shadows are colored—just think of our reflection on a floor or in a mirror—and its opposite, white, is nothing more than the sum of colors. In painting techniques, white and black are also referred to as "dead colors" because their cold tone generally serves as a base in artistic preparation. Using black uniformly on the canvas denotes courage, or the search for a particular expressive language. The black canvases displayed in Venice, I have called Armand's Black Stars.

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"Nature is nothing but a hypothesis" Raoul Dufy

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