I miss the sea. Covid-19 affected our emotions. As if there were – and there is – a higher stake that is life. Hence no cinema, no walks, no shopping at the market. How much I miss it! I'm not worried about myself. I'm a fatalist. I overcame a tumour – they couldn’t take it anymore at the Veronesi hospital [European Institute of Oncology]. They said I puzzled them, but I know they had fun after all! Now, I’m worried about my family, my daughters and grandchildren.The sea, like paintings, is a kind of inheritance, a family thing. My father was a real artist [Eustachio Catalano, an artist and former director of the Academy of Fine Arts in Palermo], and my brother was a marine biologist. Part of my childhood was imbued with the sound of the waves of the Sperone suburb. What else could I have painted if not the sea?

I miss my sea and going fishing. I miss Arte al Borgo because it’s now gone, and even the place is not the same anymore. I used to go arm in arm with Sciascia. First, we discussed