Born in Rome, Italy, of well known and appreciated artists, Riccardo Rossati is nevertheless a self founder. Not that he doesn''t hold in due consideration his landmarks, the great Italian Renaissance, the Flamish painting or modern expressionism. He just blends and remodels these sources ,filtering them through his obscure prism and projecting its beams on a barely ,contemporary world. According to Riccardo Rossati , reality cannot be disfigured , on pain of forgery and imposture. A work of art should remain a rite of consecration, an influential canon ,not just a heap of intuition elements,anything but universal. Art goes beyond chemistry or applied physics as name parts from the simple thing, formalizes it and slip the self referring character of a pure fetish, the reduction of a thing to itself. And this is what Rossati''s vision is based on. A world made of suspension of events, still time flattened over space, in an atmosphere of deep astonishment ,as ego seeks refuge in soul and split from trivial daily trifles.

The matter in hand is neither an ascetic retiring into a separate mental order nor unconsciusnedd, indifference. We should rather talk of a purification nedd, a painfull evocation of the world nullity wich vomits unaware witnesses both protagonists and spectators. In other worths, Leibnitz''s monads, arboreus and serial human kind , whose members appear separated by a flowing , discontinous space. some critics define all this "oneiric realism".

As to his technique , Riccardo Rossati shows a wide variety of solutions but he definitely prefers oil on canvas , wich he needs to attain the tridiensionality of a virtual sculpture. But what he really aims at is the secret sphere of feelings and thoughts diggins through his now rugged now smooth surfaces. It''s the fourth dimension. His purpose is both an ethic and aesthetic "telos" destined to make life more bearable.Instead of sticking of fierce loneliness, Riccardo Rossati''s message keeps dominated by an unappeasable need of human interlocution.