Mario is always a special person. He didn’t manage to find himself for really until he discovers his talent for painting. Even as a child he loved to tased his father. He loved to color his dad face whit the pattern of motor tire while he was sleeping. He was motorcycling enthusiast since he was a child like his father. . That is why there is no surprise that Mario got his first motorcycle for his 12 birthday. From little motorcycle he soon switched to the real one. But happiness didn’t last. In a huge accident he almost lost his life and leg. But the doctors save him. The consequences, however, left him to give up his professional motorcycling career.This accident marked him for whole life because he was only capable of admiring the motorcycles. The leg was to damage to ride a motorcycle. Due to his accident which deprived him from riding a motorcycle is one of the main reason for starting painting motorcycles. When painting motorcycles he is taken back by all the unforgettable memories he had from riding motorcycle and the wind he felt. He experiences something similar every time he grabs a brush, which seduces him across the canvas in an unbridled rhythm. While he resounds the sounds of engine, the brush absorbs the force of air resistance, through which his body cut. His knees pressed tight against torso to tame a wild stud between his legs, for not losing control like he did in the accident and due to which was he pushed to roadside ditch, where his barely started dreams of boundless freedom ended. Each painting is a continuation portray of that moment in roadside ditch, which would almost be his end, but due to his endless love for freedom and creation, was an announcement of a new start. One day we visited him for ordering one of his paintings for our studio. He waited us with his helmet on his head. When questioning him about that, he explained that this is how he empathize with and it makes him to feel like he is really riding a motorcycle. From the background we could heard the loud sound of winding motors coming from TV. We questioned him about that, and he gave us an interesting reply: “while listening to the sound of a motor engine, I get extremely inspirited, I simply feel like the whole world has stopped just for me. For me it feels like the time when I was on the motorcycle and drove carefree into the distance. The surrounding around me is starting to disappear and I can only see the road I am driving and the beat of my motorcycle between my legs.” In case you ever find yourself by his place, don’t be surprised by the smell of the gasoline. In his studio there are still parts of motorcycle or what was left of him. Mario Rosetti faced his life trauma in a very interesting way. He doesn’t push it to the depth of his subconscious, but it keeps it with painting of everything that he is deprived from.