SONIA SIST
SONIA SIST
Sonia Sist
Despite the passage of time, I keep the unaltered memory of a Renaissance Florence, rigorous expression of grandiose beauty and charm. I can still see a golden light entering the large windows of the Academy of Fine Arts, during a nude from life lesson. A blank canvas in front of me, absolute silence all around and the clear sensation of being, with myself, with others and with the world, in perfect harmony. At that precise moment I understood that I would live by painting...






Despite the passage of time, I keep the unaltered memory of a Renaissance Florence, rigorous expression of grandiose beauty and charm. I can still see a golden light entering the large windows of the Academy of Fine Arts, during a nude from life lesson. A blank canvas in front of me, absolute silence all around and the clear sensation of being, with myself, with others and with the world, in perfect harmony. At that precise moment I understood that I would live by painting...
Sonia Sist
