Dato che forse passerà da qui un po’ di gente che non c’è mai stata, è il caso di fare un riassunto of the previous installments. My name is Luca Morandi and my face you see above. Today I forty-seven (minchia!) years. I was born in Varese in vivo and that of Rome.
of the creative work I do.
produces nothing tangible (a loaf of bread, a chair, a car) but to sell ideas.
Sometimes ideas come to me and so many other times not. The main problem of my job is that I have to let me come to power, and this, as you imagine, leads to mixed results.
Sometimes I make things for myself. Using a software called Photoshop, and you probably also hacked on your hard disk.
If you search on this blog, the following tag my things, find a lot of my stuff I put here specifically to feed my ego shiny plastic.
no longer work - except in selected cases - as a freelancer. In Italy it is not profitable and sooner or later makes you a variety of psychosomatic illnesses that then you do not know how to take off.
Finding customers, understand what the fuck they want, make him fit, try to get paid are all things I should do it alone, but where I work are fine accounts, brokers, lawyers and administrative personnel who do the for me and much better than I could do it. To each his own profession, is one of my mottos.
With this work we pay the bills, rent, I do the shopping, I buy Apple and useless gadgets I go on vacation. In short there field.
I am not rich and do not know anyone who makes my job that it is. But I can do (well) only that.
I like to read but also write. Maybe it's because of some genetic inheritance of my father, who to his credit has published twenty books, all very specialized, and whose titles would tell you a little.
My father has never been this too, but I love him. It is quite shabby and will not last much longer. In the typical human unconsciousness, I expect that his poor health to be maintained indefinitely.
I have a girlfriend, Arianna , I like to think otherwise from the others. It is also quite different from me, but she loves me the same and I to her. Do not mistake it with Pamela Anderson, Christina Aguilera or Jenny Frost (who, incidentally, are the three most beautiful women in the world) except temporarily and for a robe just sex.
I have some good friends and a couple of good friends. I expect a lot from them and are ready to give him a lot.
Despite appearances, my approach to life and human affairs is emotional. The emotions are everything. Reason and logic are fundamental in my relationship with others, but all they do and say is filtered from my personal view of things. Just like you. Only I show less than I blend into it. And I do not even pretend to be so interesting for someone else.
and my community - one might say - more indirectly. I act on the basis of the (few and confused) to adhere to principles, and this often creates misunderstandings in who watches me from the outside, but it's a price I learned to pay.
few things I take seriously and try to relativize everything. Put in a certain perspective, everything can become important or insignificant. These are just tricks of the brain, and only recently I am learning to understand how it works.
I have little memory, and I know very little manual draw without that no one ever taught me.
I like cats. Women with high heels. The Sacher Torte. 2001: A Space Odyssey. Whoever owns sense of humor and a modicum of intelligence, better if the two things together. I listen to music wherever I am. By car, motorbike, while working, while I shower: Kraftwerk, Beethoven, the Pet Shop Boys , the Prodigy . More than many others who perhaps have never even heard of.
I do not like talking on the phone, I do not like driving on the road only if there is another machine than mine, I do not like me when I look in the mirror in the morning. In my closet there
blacks are a lot of clothes, there is a uniform that does not put a bit more 'and there is a full Batman costume wearing two or three times a year but are probably out of time to do so.
Like most introverts, I need periods of solitude and isolation.
They say that man is a social animal, but even here we should make distinctions. Oftentimes, I kill him my neighbor without thinking twice.
But then, I deal with my guilt, having religious beliefs.
are unconditionally for the evolution of technology and science, but they are also convinced that this is not possesses none of the answers to big questions: who we are, where we are from, where we will end, Who Framed Roger Rabbit.
I am convinced that there is only what we experience with our senses.
There is a huge amount of things that we always escapes and escape. And perhaps rightly so.
Since 2008 there is this blog, every time I read it as a diary, so at least I remember something.
I also need to tell someone else that there are, and show him my stuff.
'm pleased with the people I met here, even those that have not (yet) seen.
I'll keep standing until I feel that makes sense. And for the moment, the meaning you give it to me.
And it is the best gift you can get me for my birthday.
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