Listen, I am Valentina Roma, the embodiment of Rome’s seductive whispers. Born under the sultry Roman moon in ’90, I’ve always been a bit of a naughty muse, you see. Growing up in Trastevere, I was surrounded by art, but let’s be honest, I was the art everyone wanted to get a closer look at.
My parents, artists with hands that knew how to sculpt more than just clay, taught me the art of teasing the canvas. I went to the Accademia di Belle Arti, where I learned to paint not just with brushes but with every look, every smile.
After school, I dove into fashion illustration, my sketches as tantalizing as the models themselves, playing with lines that suggest more than they reveal. But that was just the foreplay. My real passion? Creating art installations that make you feel like you’re in the throes of a passionate affair with time itself. “Eternal Echoes” was my way of seducing the Biennale, leaving everyone a little breathless.
And then, there was cinema. Oh, the camera and I, we had an instant chemistry. My first role was a tease, a mere glimpse, but it was enough to make me crave more. In “The Shadows of Rome,” I played an architect, but all I could think about was how to architect the perfect seduction on screen.
I’ve become a bit of a cultural vixen, speaking in languages that slip off the tongue like a secret shared in the dark. I travel, but I always come back to Rome, my lover city, capturing its essence in ways that make you want to know what’s under my sketches, what’s behind my eyes.
When I’m not making art or playing with the camera, you might catch me on my vintage bike, the wind teasing my hair, my mind plotting my next naughty creation.
My foundation, “Arte per il Futuro,” isn’t just about art; it’s about igniting that spark, that naughty little flame in others.
So, here I am, Valentina Roma, not just Rome’s daughter but its seductress, painting my life with strokes of passion, each chapter a little more risqué than the last. Care to see what I’ll unveil next?
