{"id":35,"date":"2023-06-19T12:58:36","date_gmt":"2023-06-19T12:58:36","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ariannacox.com\/?page_id=35"},"modified":"2025-04-23T20:35:34","modified_gmt":"2025-04-23T20:35:34","slug":"about-me","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/ariannacox.com\/index.php\/about-me\/","title":{"rendered":"About me"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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Arianna and the\nRope...<\/p>\n\n

The story of a\nBiography<\/p>\n\n

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            Arianna Cox was born in Parma in\n1975. She studied the art of drawing and painting with her uncle ( on her\nmother's side ) Bruno Bertolini, professional painter during the '40s. She's\nbeen living the Art since she was a child, becoming receptive and charmed by\nevery form of it. <\/p>\n\n

\u201cI had my first\nencounter with Art when I was a toddler. My uncle was a painter so it was\nimpossible to avoid it for long. When I was five, the atelier was my beautiful\nplayground: the smell of turpentine, the colours badly pressed; the canvas yet\nto be ended, the copper plates, the frame pieces and the  paper pictures with drawings appearing\nalready perfect to me I could imagine the \nmovings under the traits of the paintbrushes: it could be raining all\nthe afternoon long but I knew I would \nbe  wandering through unusual\nlandscapes, imperfect complexions, emotions falsely hidden behind little\nmovings and shades, so true I could hear the noise. It is quite unbelievable my\nfirst love was writing: when I came to learn the importance of little things,\nof how magnificent was the everyday life in its simplicity, I told everything\nin poetry, and tales...and songs in a musical \u201cThe Moon and the Wind\u201d which\nmixes up my passion for  Drama with the\nlove of telling stories nobody  notices\nor doesn't want to\u201d.<\/p>\n\n

            The passion for painting, the great\nsoul teacher, burns under the embers of these experimentations and  stands - \nwaiting for a long time -  to be\nheard. <\/p>\n\n

The death of her\nuncle at the beginning of the new Millenium, sends back to her childhood\nremembrances: that sacrificial sparkle takes her to a reinterpretation in the\nonly dimension which best reveals herself.<\/p>\n\n

\u201cI've never\nbelieved Art could be bound to our conscious potentialities. In its concept of\nethereal essence, of the Everything which conveys the Nothing, it mingles\nwithout explanation to our emotions, powerful and uncatchable in their own\nnature, giving life to something exclusive that doesn't need to be understood,\nbut has to be absolutely lived\u201d.<\/p>\n\n

Another magic\ntaught by my father: taking and developing pictures: those grey tones no\ndigital syntesis can reproduce, so close to the Truth that little by little\nthey emerge so limpid from the liquids, mingled as in a potion, is  - to me \u2013 a mysterious example of how Science\nand Art, perfect strangers, can extenuate in creating a magnificent symbiosis.\nArt is a great teacher and I, as the sorcerer's apprentice, will keep on\ntrying, failing and making out.<\/p>\n\n<\/p>\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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