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When Moon’s at full

When Moon’s at full‘Tis Thou – I sayMy lips just hold the nameWhen crescent – Thou art wornI note – But – therethe Golden Same———-How many poets has the moon inspired besides Emily Dickinson.How many? How many pop singers, painters, choreographers…Symbol of change, a magical and powerful sign of life, of feminine beauty, of charm. […]


Love is as trite as a poem heard thousand times, like a song that always rhymes with heart, like all foolish gifts for lovers, like the thousand hearts that take shape everywhere, engraved, drawn, breathed or just thought. Hearts of boys and girls and young old people who are still stringing each other hands. Kisses, […]

Christmas letter

My Christmas letter? Memories of a child… Expectation, surprise, emotion, colored shapes, rigorous black, red, white boxes, blush shades and stars… shiny ribbons, scents of wood and snow, soft lights of flickering candles, fires, holograms and laser blades… Shouldn’t we give ourselves nothing? Just a thought you said holding me so tight that almost hurts. […]

The beauty of a woman…

“The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in […]

A classic beauty

Adorn yourself, characterize your image, send signals with your body is the most direct way to communicate. Clothes, tattoos, hairstyles, accessories, jewels are writing tools like words, looks, smiles.She wore a golden magic on which adoring glances, lights, sudden shadows, flashes reflected themselves… Earrings, rings and pendants with classic and strong geometries at the same […]

The light of Venice

There are days in late November were the sun in Venice is so hot, intense and bright that it seems to last forever. The stones at the Zattere are white and warm that makes you feel like stretching out until you touch the water with your fingers full of rings of colored stones. The light […]

In Venice every gift becomes a memory

…every emotion is stronger, all smiles are as big as the sky above the lagoon. Laughter, looks, thoughts, caresses, kisses… even your grimaces, your games leave marks on the skin, indelible, precious tattoos, jewels that your gestures confuse with the reflections of the water. The rings become circles of light, gothic vitrage the shiny stones, […]

Jewels are words

Jewels like everything we wear communicate like words. Much more than a words. They speak from the window, from the packaging, they speak on themselves, they speak casually placed next to the mirror …I noticed her at the bar yesterday morning immersed in the usual breakfast made almost in a trance lost in the windows […]

And then make love.

Life is poetry and our jewels are life and poetry, they slip into the folds of the verses between the caresses of words, into emotions caused by a long necklace on naked skin, in the entanglement of a hand in the hair and a large earrings, light and with soft shapes that won’t leave you […]