Valerio writes and designs since he did not know or write or draw and since then he was very good.
Of his early works there is no trace, they were mostly non-conceptual reworkings of regurgitated (oh! Art is art!) But from what he remembers terribly liked everyone, since every time the people around him, super Satisfied and
Contented, they shouted, “What a good job!” Or “Give up another one!”.
Then his style changed: changed the shapes and the instruments, he tried the colored pencils and letters of the alphabet, the multicolor pen and the one he wrote in pixels.
The years go by, but it’s still ecstatic for the smell of Bic (blue) ink on the paper sheet and it still does not know what its favorite color is.