Women in art, real connections (and a touch of blue): my collaboration with Cinquerosso Arte

I’ve never been great at Instagram. I forget to post, I disappear for weeks. But when Francesca Fazioli reached out to me, I was genuinely surprised. I didn’t know her, didn’t know how she’d found me (still don’t!). But I truly believe that some connections arrive exactly when they’re meant to. She invited me to join her emerging artists platform — and I said yes. This is where art meets entrepreneurship.

Cinquerosso Arte: a platform where art meets entrepreneurship

Francesca introduced me to her project, Cinquerosso Arte: a platform she created to support emerging artists in a digital space, with a great community behind it. She reminds us that creating something meaningful in the digital world — even in the art world — is still possible. And worth it. Francesca is also one of those people who shows you what real collaboration feels like: expansive and human.

While browsing through the artists on the platform, something unexpected happened.
I wasn’t looking for a theme or following any specific criteria. I was just exploring the female artist scene there.

And then I started noticing something. A recurring detail.
Blue.

Not because it was curated that way. Not because of a trend or a brief. It just kept showing up. In the sea, in the sky, in dreams, in skin, in memory. Blue in all its forms, soft, wild, ancient, instinctive.

Each with her own story, her own style, her own way of using blue.

And yes,  there’s one of mine too.
Among these shades of blue, I added my own piece: Please, Take A Seat, available on Francesca’s e-commerce platform. It’s a slightly surreal table scene, filled with scattered symbols, like visual notes collected over time.
One of them is a dachshund, a small detail that connects me and Francesca beyond the art world, we’re both proud dachshund owners. All of it rests on a deep blue tablecloth, naturally.

A quiet thread of blue: discovering 8 works by emerging women artists

So, here they are.
Not a series.
A discovery.

Notturno 14 by Francesca De Pieri

The energy of a deep blue night in the woods.
Fluid, deep, and moving. This piece doesn’t sit still. Like being adrift, in the best way.

Notturno by Anita Bortolotti

The blue of a surreal, dreamlike scene.
Soft and grounded. There's something honest and raw in how it holds space.

Untitled 01 by Anna Chiara Dima

The blue of life and creation
A kind of beginning. Something ancient and fragile, yet full of potential.

Pelle d’uovo blu 2 by Paola Goldoni

Crack of origin
A perfect imperfection. A shell split by light, holding the secret of life inside.

Lisianthus 02 by Marcella Fierro

Whispers in Blue
Delicate, ambiguous, untouchable. Like a flower dreaming of itself.

Alice Azzurro by Erika Garbin

A Memory in Blue
Detached, playful, uncanny. Like a memory dressed in Sunday shoes.

Nel blu dipinto di blu by Silvia Lisotti

Frozen Bloom
Ephemeral, delicate, suspended. Beauty caught at the edge of disappearance.

Studio 4 by Chiara Sgarzi

The blue of Pachamama
Earth, rooths, origins. There’s a sacredness in how the colors meet.

From the sea to the sky: shades of blue and what they evoke

Eight pieces, eight artists, one quiet thread that connected them all. Maybe by chance. Maybe not. Some connections, like some colors, just find their way.

Throughout art history, blue has always been more than just a color. In the Middle Ages, ultramarine, made from lapis lazuli imported from Afghanistan, was so rare and costly it was literally worth more than gold. Reserved for the most sacred subjects, it clothed the divine in early religious paintings and gave weight to the infinite sky.

Later, artists like Yves Klein turned blue into a statement, stripping it of narrative to let it just be. And maybe that’s the point. Blue teaches us that not everything needs to be loud to be powerful. It’s the color of distance, of longing, of depth. But also of clarity, silence, intuition.

Looking at these pieces, I’m reminded that life, like art, is full of quiet signals. Not everything needs to scream to be felt. Some things simply resonate, without needing explanation.

And sometimes, the colors we notice the most… are the ones that make us pause.