ART TO LIVE: A TRIBUTE TO ALINA

Alina Marchetta was twenty-six years old, a radiant soul, a brilliant young woman full of light. She was the most beautiful part of me—until April 7, 2019, when her life was stolen, not only by cruel fate but by a society that fails to teach responsibility, by a world where recklessness and ignorance take innocent lives.

Crime is not an abstract concept. It must be examined in its rawest, most inhumane form—within the reality of our social structures, within the negligence that allows tragedy to unfold. Alina was cruelly taken by the hands of one of her own peers, someone who should never have been behind the wheel of that lethal car—intoxicated, his mind clouded by alcohol and hard drugs. A moment of carelessness, a lifetime of loss.

Alina was the reason to build, to improve, to push beyond limits. And now, I fight to survive.

There are no words for the pain of outliving your child—no new language could ever express it. But since I could not stop Alina from dying, I choose to keep her alive in the only way I know: through Art.

This series of portraits of Alina is my battle, my sanctuary, my bridge between what was and what remains. Let it be Art that defies oblivion. Let it be Art that holds her presence. Let it be Art that speaks where words fail.

Because some lives should never fade.

Because this is Art to Live.