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Don Quixote

Don Quixote (2024)  Ink drawing by  Maurizio Puglisi  "To think that the things of this life must always remain fixed in one point is to think in vain; in fact it seems that life goes in circles, I mean, come and go: spring follows summer, summer follows autumn, autumn follows winter, winter springs, and so time returns to revolve uninterruptedly; only human life runs to its end faster than the wind, without waiting to be renewed, if not in the other which has not boundaries that limit it." Miguel de Cervantes - Don Quixote of La Mancha inks , watercolor, on paper 200 g/m https://www.artfinder.com/products/don-quixote-afe99/

Swallows

Swallows (2019)  Ink drawing by Maurizio Puglisi "Portami a sentire le onde del mare Portami vicino le cose lontane Portami dovunque basta che ci sia posto Per una birra e qualche vecchio rimpianto E portami a sentire il rumore del vento Che tanto torneresti in qualsiasi momento Portami dovunque basta che ci sia posto Per un sorriso e qualche vecchio rimpianto Dove vuoi, non dove sai Dove esisti e non ci sei" - RONDINI AL GUINZAGLIO,testo Niccolò Moriconi

The acrobat

The acrobat Oil painting by Maurizio Puglisi  (2019) There is a sea in silence up here and network I don't have But the drum grows in the blue and I will throw myself And they hold their breath for me but I will amaze them In the circle that later in the void I will do. The houses the people the streets far away there The mistakes of men here they no longer count The threshold of evil that is in us i or I'll go over And I'll reach you in the audience. Love that I have to invent I like poets and birds here on earth I do not have balance But my heart makes me risk And on this thread attached to the moon I will live every night Dying in front of your eyes and I will deliver myself to your breast In the flight I know. Caress your wheat and then up in the immensity Whatever promise will be more real from here For long seconds until I forget What a man up here can not stay. Love that I have to invent I like children an