“And the seasons, they go round and round, and the painted ponies, they go up and down. We’re captive on the carousel of time. We can’t return, we can only look behind from where we came, and go round and round, and round in the circle game.”
— Joni Mitchell
“To everything, turn, turn, turn. There is a season, turn, turn, turn. And a time to every purpose under heaven.”
— The Byrds
“The world today is so focused on perfection – I guess you could define my art as one woman’s clash with a blemish- free society. Yet there’s a contradiction in my art, the push for material gain in modern life, a harkening back to the opulence of Ancient Rome.”
Mosaic on cement
36 x 36 x 36 in
We live in a global, dynamic planet that continuously evolves, morphing into fresh, sometimes raw innovation. Patrizia’s art is motion personified with an organic, natural feel contrasted with jewel-like finishes and tones. The use of glass, natural stone, rocks and pebbles are elemental factors in every mosaic, an art form that survives several millennia. The intriguing interplay of shape, highlights and shadows taking form in bas-relief or in multiple-dimensions — makes for singular art.
“As a creative sort, I have become queen of recycling and improvisation, something realised during my years of inner city living in Houston, Texas. I am forever looking for unique approaches, new materials (well, OK sometimes old materials) — all the while inspiring creativity. Working in this manner makes for natural, less well-defined edges, giving each mosaics a whimsical feel — evolving, cyclical, in motion — the ultimate inspiration for my art.”
“You are what you surround yourself with”
At some point in life, you learn that everything isn’t always beautiful. My art is not only about baring beauty to the world, but also to bring into realisation the curves that life can throw your way.
Too many of us are exposed to brutality, hatefulness and ugliness. What I hope to manifest is illumination and hope, sometimes built on the ugliness, as a means to crack through a sense of baseness, or for many, the futility that is prevalent in our world today.