Landscapes in a broad sense is the reality in which we are and live. The Wanderer is each of us on his way. Visions are the interpretations we give to the "landscapes" that gradually present themselves to us, in an attempt to give meaning to the various situations in which we find ourselves. The succession of works (ref. Exhibition " ABSTRACT INCLINATIONS" ROSYBOA gallery ) is a journey that takes place within the day-night cycle, the day becomes sunset, then night and then, to restart the cycle, dawn again. This cyclical vision of time, this returning to itself of reality is in absolute contrast with the current vision of time: a linear time that takes place without end in an unstoppable process-progress. The cyclical vision with the infinite repetition of events implies the eternity of every event. We are the opposite of the current vision which believes in the creation of entities out of nothing and in their annihilation in an endless process. The presence of gold in the various paintings, considering that gold is a symbol of the eternal and incorruptible, gives the sense of eternity that every event has. The art historian Liletta Fornasari wrote: " ...Raffaele Rossi tells how the landscape can be seen intellectually in an abstract way, becoming something else and calling into question clichés, but analyzed to bring out from the surface the amazement and wonder...."

The landscape is nature modified by the incessant human work. The technique is used by mankind to modify nature for their own needs. The paintings are characterized by a strong plastic structure that furrows the surface and the color that partly dominates the structure and partly is contained by it: the structure (technique) versus the color (nature). The wanderer sees this clash and tries to represent it under the constraint of necessity, that same constraint so evident and specific in the frescoes by Pier della Francesca in Arezzo. Frescoes that I was able to observe in my adolescence when I attended Sunday mass. I was especially drawn to a particular battle scene where a succumbing soldier sprawled on his knees awaits without drama the inevitable sword thrust of the soldier standing over him. In my opinion, what this scene expresses is the sense of necessity of every happening.