“His sketches tell the poetry of “le pulle”, their fragility, tenderness… cradling them in blue within ancient movements”
Emma Dante
“Renzo's gift, to become the fleeting moment, the unrepeatable… an extreme act that remains, that in a fast and almost unfinished suddenly becomes memory for all, pictorial polaroid snapshot that becomes testimony and news.”
Antonio Latella
“I had learned from some friends about a mysterious “illustrator” who was in the room and who was taking “visual notes” and in fact I was very curious about it.: I was hoping to see these images sooner or later. Thank you for these snapshots, these visual flashes that had the effect on me of a luminous residue of memory, or the stylized trace of another's emotion, born from our work and then passed away. For me then, that in Kansas they are on stage and I always have to give up seeing, these sensations are not secondary at all.”
Chiara Lagani – Fanny&Alexander
“In an unconscious Italy there is metastasis, quixoticly devoted to an unequal struggle against the suet of His Majesty the Pixel's excessive power, Renzo reaches out against the current, going up the source of Art. Through the vibrating of a piece of chalk or the gleaning of an intermittent line – seduction of absence – it leaves imprints that sow emotional debt in technicolor. In a flutter of eyelashes he harpoons the ropes of each of us. stiff. It sucks. Rehabilitates ankylosed limbs. No guardian of the imagination. He likes what hides behind the mirror. Piercings. Extraction of exposed nerve. It reveals to us what we could be. What have we given up?. It cauterizes us in a perpetually moving chromatic scar. By amplifying ourselves. Transforming ourselves into Superheroes. Offering us flying cloaks and magic peanuts to get out of the hive.”
Curly/Strong