About Bruno Biondi

Since I was a child, I have always loved drawing for hours on end. My first book of illustrations, entirely my own work, was published throughout Europe when I was just eight years old. Yet my world has never been painted in the colours others see. I suffer from total dyschromatopsia, an inability to perceive dark colours except as black and light colours only as white. My entire colour spectrum is a deeply personal perception, which is why I have always preferred to create in black and white. Despite this limitation, by the age of twelve, thanks to my father’s talent as an advertiser, I was contacted by multiple communication agencies. Working as a freelance illustrator, I produced airbrush and mixed-media pieces—astonishingly, all in color. This was my secret magic: transforming the colors that elude me into vivid realities for others to experience. After graduating from art school, my style shifted abruptly—from figurative to abstract informal. Throughout my life, I have battled depression, a shadow that permeates my art. My creations have captured this inner darkness, my black soul. I do not hide that I have attempted suicide multiple times; this pain is woven into my poetic expression, where contrasting whites and blacks overlap unconsciously, reflecting my fragile emotions at the moment of creation. My “Vertical Concepts,” inspired by the scars on my wrists, emerge as vital spaces within the white—sometimes a sanctuary of hope, sometimes a reminder of despair I cannot escape. Color appears in many of my paintings, but always as a reluctant concession to the artistic world’s expectations, often hidden beneath layers of black wall paint, muting its brightness. Life is colourful; mine is not. Through my work, both past and present, I seek peace, proving that resilience can sometimes be the only salvation.