In April a party of cyclists paused on their way through Treveal. They were curious about La grande dame – Madame Volcan looking for her head and struck up a conversation. The friends and acquaintances had cycled together for the last 17 years. They were not a club and no one person was responsible for anything other than route planning.
We explained we were expecting an artist who would be interested in joining them for a ride and when Gino Saccone arrived in May direct from a stay in L.A. he contacted the cyclists and went out with them.
This group told him about other small informal rides he would be welcomed on. Gino went from one group to the next, riding and talking.
Saccone’s water colour paintings followed this same pattern. One thing leading to another. Monkeys to scissors, scrolls to mouths and New Balance to the Hard Rock Café. This instinctive way of working felt akin to the Flamenco musical tradition that sound tracked his stay in Cornwall and the body of work produced possessed the ease and confidence of first touch football.
Image: Almost Royalty (2017), courtesy the artist.