One Sunday morning at dawn while I was walking in the North Park of Milan, I hear music floating in the air. In front of a small lake 4 boys with 4 trumpets played classic and modern pieces. I stopped to listen to them and with me many others, delighted by the combination of Art & Nature & Bravura. With my imagination I have re-proposed them on canvas, in my own way, to remind me of that breath of unexpected freedom.
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