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IRAMA! ★

Irama, hear me out, LISTEN! I design your next merch drop!!! and I'm not asking for a lot, HEAR ME OUT HERE! 5€ THATS'ALL, I'm willing to go as low as 2€! but! BUT! I alos need a shooting session. LISTEN COPYRIGHT FREE OK!!

This is actually a by-product of another piece, but it was just too cool not to put it onto a shirt and post it!

Irama (totally copyrighted image) is in the center with his menacing aura, on the left a snake, of course inspired by his tattoos, then a bird, as a tribute to "Galassie" and a feather, or a "plume". At the bottom a sword for lentamente. I just love the synthesis of irama's old and new, his roots and his latest works. Maybe i'm praising this work too much.. maybe I should just shut up.

this project actually started my whole streak of shirts, but don't worry I've already found a new victim... PINS! yeah it's about to get a lot worse, so enjoy the shirts while you can!

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LACRIME DI PIOMBO

" and they're tears of lead, they flow under my ray-bans, i wipe and hide them up, ad i smile to my ma' " - Blanco, Lacrime di Piombo

(e sono lacrime di piombo, che scendon sotto i ray-ban, le ascuigo e le nascondo, sorridendo a mia mamma)

The color scheme for this was a tough one, I actually preferred the version where the text was orange and the eyes blue, however orange doesn't quite scream "lead" to me, so i just had to try around... I was also debating a version where he actually wears rayband, but i just LOVE the eyes... well stay tuned for a part two i guess!

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il ritmo delle cose ← il rimo che ci muove

Simple graphic tee inspired by Rkomi's recent posts on instagram. trying to work with decrescendo.'s minimalism has proven to be quite the fun challenge... I never feel like I'm doing enough when working with minimalism, I feel like I should do more, but thats just the fun of minimalism for me, making a "complete" project that to me is incomplete, leaving the door open for more, but never letting anything trough.

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Cioccolatini!

" Chocolates. I don't know what this has to do with anything, I'm an artist! " - Interferenze Rkomi

The fact that Rkomi saw this and got a good laugh out of it means everything to me.

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Eterno ritorno?

I hate how simple it is, yet I love it to death.

Minimalism got the best of me, what can I say?

Life is cyclical, that's why I repeat myself, decrescendo.

Rkomi hit hard and deep with this one...

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Giulia, how come you like music so much?

As I was growing up I was always surrounded by music, consciously or not.

Every morning for over eight years as I went to school there was the car's radio blasting classics and after covid, as I started to shape my own music taste, songs would accompany me from the moment I woke up, as I was getting ready, to the moment I'd fall asleep, with soft tunes mellowing my insomnia.

I wasn't always aware of the impact of music on me. When I was young I'm not sure I even ever noticed the hundreds of CDs and LPs living in my same house. But I think that a tiny part of me always noticed the stereo. A part of my brain was always curious about the huge speakers we used as side tables.

Lately I started buying CDs. My dad insists that I buy LPs... I just can't. CD's feel like home.

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Late night thoughts - come parafulmini sopra le case

I find myself getting emotional over songs quite often. Today I got emotional over the least emotional song I could come up with: Parafulmini by Fabi Fibra, Ernia and Bresh. I'll admit, late at night is a weak moment for me, but I swear this song was in particular was the straw that broke tha camel's back, and elad to me crying.

I see myself back in a living room, away from home, not even in a house. Sitting down by force, struggling to stay still. A blond short haired girl sitting on the couch, a girl with beautiful eyes next to me, I wish I could look in her eyes once more, but as I did back then, not as I would do now. I probably am writing away, or drawing, and up on the wall stands a TV switched on the radio channel.

Parafulmini is mixing with my unbarable thoughts, slowly my attention shifts from my fleeting cries to the catchy melody.

I wasn't ok. I was sick. I still am, in some ways, but then I was lost, the loneliest I had ever been while surrounded by people. For a few minutes I was humming a song, for a few minutes I could hint a smile. Then the song was over, and with a bit of anticipation for what was to come I sighed. Worry washed over me again, my head slowly lowering, my eyes opening wider, lucid.

When I was really sick I couldn't bare to listen to any music, it would genuinely hurt. Music was medicine. I miss that fleeting moment I see blurred in a haze. I miss being suspended for a second, I always long for that magical place where only music can take me.

Right now I'm generally happier, but rarely am I as happy as when Parafulmini came on the radio.

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You're my missing...

This is a piece dedicated to my once best friend, thank you. thank you for all you did for me, for all you've given me. I'm sorry I wasn't able to give back all the love you gave me. Working on this gave me a sense of closure, kida. It has been an open wound for a while, I always wish to get back to her, I want to go back, but I accepted there is no way back, we're moving forward, just as I have changed, and hopefully I'm a better person now, so has she. She's different, she's not my best friend anymore, and that's ok.

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ACQUARIO

These past couple days have been quite hard. Friendships to me are something quite foreign, and i'm not that good at dealing with them apparently. I made this after crying to a couple of Balnco's songs. "Dammi mezz'ora di sole a peso morto nel mare" is a feeling that resonates with me, sometimes I wish I could just detach myself from life and lay in the sun.

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music, it's THAT serious

Music has always played a key role in my life. Even as a child my mom would take me to her room just to listen to music, and even though I have always been quite the handful music would keep me still, locked in on the dingy old windows player.

I made this collage for the me of today who feels a bit ashamed of her music tastes, to celebrate a few of my favorite artists (Rkomi, Mahmood, Tananai and Ten) with the ironic, but with a lining of heartfelt, quote "MUSIC, it's THAT serious". The Style of the "edit" is Frutiger Aero, as a nod to the old music player i loved so dearly