He made his way back to the Kage tower, passing his siblings on the way up to his office. He knew he had to shake this spell of fatigue, his siblings were beginning to hover around him, and he didn’t even want to think of the rumours and speculation going around the village. This was the third time in the past two months that he had passed out at his work desk, only for Temari to rush him to the hospital. He sighed and absently thanked the doctor for his time. He would never admit that that was his reasoning for delaying. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to improve the hospital infrastructure, it was that the thought of asking for help was very troubling to him.
He knew it was well within his rights to ask, Suna and Konoha were allies, and he was sure that Naruto could pull some strings if the Hokage herself was resistant in sending her favourite apprentice. They wanted Haruno Sakura, apprentice to the Godaime Hokage, the woman who had saved Kankuro and defeated Sasori. When was he supposed to do that? Surely this doctor knew that the hospital chair had recently asked Gaara to get a more experienced medic to train the staff in more advanced healing techniques. He blinked slowly as the sound of the doctor’s voice droned on about his need for better nutrition and more rest. And who would he leave in charge? The only people he trusted enough were his siblings and they could not shoulder the entire burden of what was expected of him. He needed a vacation, but he knew that the council would have a field day mocking his unfitness for being the Kazekage in his absence. Between the council of elders on his ass and the endless stacks of paperwork that never seemed to dwindle on his desk, Gaara was aching for some peace and quiet. Not that there was anything he was thinking about in particular, there was just so much going on. The voice of the doctor examining him barely cut through the thick haze of his mind. He was awarded first prize at the III International Painting Competition Piero della Francesca of Arezzo in 2008 and the second prize at the International Art Competition of Beverly Hills (USA) in 2009.That wasn’t the best way to describe the bone tired feeling that pervaded his entire existence but it was the one he was going to use now. Andrea Vandoni has exhibited in important galleries all over the world, in museums and has received several awards for his work. It is a dichotomy between the realism of its women and the symbolism of the coffee makers, which, like the first, are able to offer intense aromas and flavors. Subjects of his paintings are intriguing female figures and objects, mainly rounded coffee pots.
The works of Andrea Vandoni impress and amaze for their realism and attention to detail.
His research and artistic inspiration is all focused on a relative and subjective realism that sometimes becomes completely imaginary.
The artist studied and trained at the School of the Archaeologists and the School of Nude of the Brera Academy of Fine Arts. Signed on reverse Born in 1972, Novara, Italy Lives & works in Novara, Italy Since his childhood Andrea Vandoni has a passion for drawing, visiting the best museums, art galleries and art cities in Italy: this is how his love for art and history is born and grows.
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