I paint what I see, not what the eyes see

It is a great pleasure and tremendous honour for us to present this exhibition of works by Giancarlo Giordano, painter and multifaceted artist who has given to his art life and personal insight. He is an artist I have known for many years; he has never thought of his creations as works for sale but rather as expressions of his spirit, his emotions and states of mind.

The true artist is one who creates what is felt, what the soul/spirit sees, what the heart says. Giancarlo Giordano does not paint just what the eyes see, but what he sees and feels impelled to create.

His art is a therapy for the soul in which painting makes him feel whole. It puts him in touch with the outside worlds to which his gives his creations.

His work experiences in Racconigi asylum have had a profound effect on his artistic life. He has been able to study people’s psychology, seeing the differences between exterior and interior life, the various illnesses and stages of rage, anguish, pain and frustration of those who are marginalised from daily life. He has succeeded in distilling their essence, their soul, their being and thanks to his extraordinary sensibility he has created works of outstanding beauty, in a world where the beautiful is obscured by the prison of the care home.” I paint what I see, not what the eyes see”.

Giordano’s real ability is just that, letting society become acquainted, by means of the beauty of his creations, with the outcasts, people who for a variety of reasons have not had an ordinary life.

I consider him to be a non-conformist for the weak, their voice and spirit; besides being magnificent creations, his paintings are a cry for help of those who look at the world from behind the walls and bars of a mental institutions; in certain sense.

Alessandro e Federico Chiale

Our genesis, poverty and spirit

The paintings of Giancarlo Giordano hit an increasingly difficult target to hit: the truth.

[…] The drama and tragedy of humanity live together with his work. Fight, often a loser, and fate, inexorable and irreversible, lives in the images of man and in the colors as well, with hard brushstrokes, sometimes unmade, in landscapes swept by a violent, violent wind. In this context, however, it would be very improper to talk about realism, because the painter does not place his characters in history, but in the anti-world where events are held that have very little to do with the “people” everyday and scenarios emerge that only an exceptional inner experience can materialize in image.

[…] Human pain, like madness – crystallized pain in an “other” dimension, inviolable refuge of separation from the world – remains a total mystery and only the conscience of a common destiny and piety (does not concern Christian) united to respect The painting of Giordano breaks through this crucial knot, I believe on stage the signs like wounds and delusions.

Ida Isoardi