The first thing that moves when you look at the works of Massimo Turlinelli is the skilful arrangement of the colors: it's an intelligent and loving chromatism that the artist unfolds with his colored pencils. We are talking about pencils, even if it's not so evident, such is the yield in terms of backgrounds and shades, so much so that one remains, to know it, speechless. Pencils like the ones that all children, and we also, when we were childs, use in their first approaches to drawing, to discover the world of colors and the world around them, happy to represent it, with the help of an explosive imagination. Children's imagination is unbridled and authentic, revealing and, almost always, playful. It expresses moods and perhaps unconscious awareness that are acquired in those works in progress during that age characterized by discoveries and curiosities, statements and questions. Children have artists imaginations, but vice versa haven't always. In the case of Massimo Turlinelli, however, yes, he has it. And his world is colored in joy to propose a reality that's fantastic and concrete, imagined and real. His paintings have the cleanliness of representation and the candor of childhood. With the difference that if the children, in the end, just have fun while educating themselves to beauty and life, the artist is consciously looking for a figurative language and a complete sense of the distinctly idea about representing the world and living it. The artist is an inventor of worlds. Therefore, existential roots are those that support his research which develops, not only in metaphor, the idea of growth. Indeed, the frequent vision in Turlinelli's works is the countryside with all the plant syntax of his landscapes in geometries of views about the life cycle. The proud and undisturbed pines and cypresses, also captured in close-ups like movie stars, dominate the scene. Turlinelli, who is an architect, evidently even more the spectacular constructive wisdom of nature appreciates, the spontaneous and the organized by man: therefore, nature is the protagonist of his work. Still a harmonious nature that keeps its promises. And it's a singular case that he, a native of G. Leopardi's lands, has, compared to the great poet, his fellow citizen, a disposition of mind of gratitude without recriminations towards him in full immersion and harmony, without taking anything away from the equally complex existential reflection. Nature speaks to him smiling and luxuriant, especially when it wakes up in spring when it seduces us even more than usual and makes itself beautiful just for us. Full immersions that allow him to portray it in confidence with lyrical and dreamy enthusiasm. Artistically, therefore, his painting is, we could say, a dreamlike impressionism to convey a vision of the world between the natural solar and the intellectual surreal, with an optimism of the will capable to recreate the landscapes with visually delighting and intellectually problematic pictorial spaces. All this going well beyond the photographic excesses of our time, he thus tries to restore to the metropolitan man that confidence with the environment compromised by urban excesses, accentuating its lyricism. In performing so, he finds again the simplicity and candor of children as a conscious artist who, in their drawings still they know how to amaze and fantasize and dream. The conjectures of the dream make a pine perhaps let go of its foliage free in the blue of the sky in which space it hovers, a pine with a wide permanent crown, which likes to dream and fly in the blue. Those conjectures are indefinable and suggestive and you never know if they come from the unconscious or from desire. And it happens that mountains appear between profiles of mists as if by magic, and that intertwining branches draw hidden warps perhaps even indecipherable, or combinations of colors narrate hidden plots of mysterious meanings flashing to the mind in the moments of half-sleep as if it were the story of a fairy tale , listening to which one falls asleep peacefully between shadows and gloom, the life that is given to us to live between reality and dreams and you don't know what is better, and then, painting both of them, you try to live them both but awake to daydream and keep its secret.