Born in Catania on 31/07/1972 by father and mother Catania Enna. He began to study in the arts at the age of 14 years, receiving his Diploma with honors Art Institute of Catania where he participated in several exhibitions and competitions on a national earning numerous awards and certificates. During the years of artistic training he attended the school of Master Nino Mustica and he learns and is nourished by the poetic feeling and emotional color. In the years between 2000N and 2006 he attended and exhibited at Neuchatel in Switzerland. From 2007 to 2010 lives and works at his studio in Catania.
The artist combines his career in painting, poetry, music and communication, essential items for her and always evolving, and filters them out like confetti camouflage in its daily work. A harmonious world of sound where the color becomes a means that sends the soul influences and projects them to form the shape and figure.
Often the poem through the color and shapes, visual communication, therefore, becomes a mix of images and words whispered.
The reporter praised Leonardo wrote: The wine is flowing in the ink alone of Carmen. And 'the wine of Baudelaire, but proud of his decrepit cenciaiuoli, murderers, lovers who, like two cherubim, they set sail for the plane journey. His painting is poetry and vice versa. It 'a continuous exchange of vital information, is a continuous succession of bursts of words, color jets. Each brush stroke is the wing of an angel who sweeps away the seed of life. And 'the nemesis of maudit, the manifesto of a rebellious personality that lives on the margins of our society and that, nevertheless, attended with the bulimia of good and evil.
Carmen, in his artistic journey, takes a deep dive into the bowels of the darkest depths of our soul. Breathing a mixture capable of ensuring the right when the canvas is gloss white and immaculate screams the need to know their fate. His blood is a 'trimix' of sensation and nerves are tense and compact. And 'shark and dolphin at the same time, prey and predator, victim and executioner. His weapon is words. The cradle as children and, as a modern Medea, makes, voluntarily, to get out of hand to let you kill themselves, that smaterializzino that drag Executioner and guillotined in the depths of the seas. The brush is that the coral is broken between the fingers, is the call of the siren, Eros and Thanathos is a constant game of references.
Carmen lives two lives, perhaps a few more. Live the life of woman and child, mother and daughter, wife and lover, a woman and a man. Of an angel. Because only those who can open his wings like a manta and sail the ocean ungodly smallness of our lives, can afford to play with the verb, with the color, with light. With life.
"The color is light reflecting
Archetypal and fluid lines engraved
when you draw a bridge between sensory perception and idea
Living in Art is ...
Flowing colors extermination of them,
and then rise again as pure pigment "