Mars is I: Maria Teresa Sabatiello, been born to Milan the 15 September of 1967, where I have lived until the age of approximately 10 years. To the age we lived near Seveso, when in July 1976 the spillage of diossina from the tragically famous Icmesa factory happened by now. The velenosa cloud has changed in order always my life with to the destiny of many other persons. As a result of such event, my father, thought to transfer the entire family in its country Born them: Centola (Knows) I have achieved the diploma of maturity near the Skillful Institute, relative Integrating Year, two Qualifications to the instruction, a Certificate of Professional Qualification post-diploma legal recognized from the Campania Region which Programmatore for the elaboration given,… but my true inclination always has been an other… I have lived to Centola until 1991, year in which they are married to me and transferred to S. Nicholas, one small same fraction of the Common one, a lot garbatamente posizionata on the back of a hill that caress with the look Palinuro Head. The idea of fututo the laboratory takes cue from my passion for the design that it has always pushed me to rest the matita one on whichever surface you had to hand capacity and to carefully observe a lot the games of the light and the colors in the nature, on the ace of the persons, in the splendid eyes of a cat. I have not made artistic studies for all a series of complications, for which it has been nourished alone, of my tenacity and my curiosity, than me they have continuously spurred, trying and riprovando, to exceed my limits of the moment in order to acquire new competences. In all this my “peregrinare”, I have met two elements that more than others have attracted my attention: the stone and the glass. Of the two, the one which I love more is sure the stone (marine, of river, slab) of which often the glass is only a silente and accommodating companion. I find that the stone is the symbol and the image of our Cilentana culture, of stone is our rural centers, and of stone they are the aces of our old ones, than, carved from the time, painted from the sun, they tell in every I furrow of their face along way covered in order to arrive until we, and of stone he is their character, solid, concrete, strong, but with that point weak person who if she finds… to it crumbles them. But the stones offer also the sea to them, and are beautiful smooth and levigate, as the new generations, ready to sail towards the future, similar, but distinguibili one from the other, ognuna hides one in itself precious spirit. For this I never do not succeed to watch a pebble without to think next to like making it “to live again”. The title it of my plan, therefore of the laboratory, the Wagon of Mars, derives from a “synthesis” of the names of my siblings, Mars is Maria Teresa is obvious, but it is also the God of the war! According to the tradition it is a warm planet and of violent nature, tenacious and bellicose and he is preferred of crews and of war… hour, I take it to pretest, not sure for the violence, but for the stubborness, the tenacity, the combative spirit, that they are equivalent, in my case, to not wanting itself to never give for won, to fight obstinately in order to lead the Wagon to destination. And the Wagon is the passion for the design, the painting, for the colors, that it is born written in me, than sopita for necessity has been risvegliata for intimate requirement and resumes slowly the way slowly tracing furrows with the paint-brush…

Maria Teresa Sabatiello

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