"We are faced with a double temptation when viewing his [pictorial] works: on the one hand, we would like to indulge in a naive judgment, unaccompanied by the clamor that comes from his legend as a musician, singer, and poet; on the other hand, we feel that we cannot escape this legend, as it necessarily conspires to give us the complete portrait of the man. In other words, if we were to try to channel Battiato's painting into a convenient bed of neo-primitivism, forgetting the operational and intellectual richness that underpins it, it would risk appearing to us as the hobby of an episodic and half-hearted artist; whereas, on the contrary, observing it with both eyes, those of nature and those of culture, we will see its colors marry affectionately with the notes, words, and meditations of the author, and in this alliance, not to say connivance, explain to us the unmistakable signature of a soul."