You also know how these things go, they give you a piece of fabric, and then it happens that without you realizing it the desire to do something with it grows. Strange, because maybe until the day before you were planning to get some’ breath, or there were ideas floating around in your head about other jobs, but that piece of fabric persists, it shows up, it makes itself felt, it creeps into every one of our projects. So I gave up and set up a flying carpet, in the sense that I accomplished it “on the fly” without thinking too much about the composition, to the drawing, to colors, così, as it comes it comes.
In my opinion it turned out well.