After a collection dedicated to emotions as inner movement, with “Gioia” I felt the need to do something different.

No longer observing what I was feeling in the present, but going back.
Searching within myself for those moments that, over time, have shaped me.

“Gioia” is not born from euphoria.
It is born from memory.

I revisited the places that formed me: the patio of my great-grandmother’s house, always washed, always protected, layer upon layer. I saw again my grandmother’s smile and smelled the scent of her ragù filling the air, even when the plants refused to bloom. I felt once more the sea at dawn, that green-blue tone that always brings peace to my soul.

I thought about the small golden moments we keep without even realizing it.
Fragments that become strength on difficult days.
Memories that never leave us.

This collection is an act of recognition.

Joy can be a patio that is always wet.
It can be a winter without flowers, yet full of presence.
It can be a sunrise over the sea.
It can be a mystery you choose to keep within yourself.

Each work is a return.
Not nostalgic, but conscious.

Because joy is not something you search for outside.
It is something that, at a certain point in life, you learn to recognize within.

And when you recognize it, you understand it has always been there.