Gianni Pipoli hails from Puglia. After completing his education in Bologna, he moved to NYC in the late nineties.

Gianni is a master of machines—a builder, a winging brat, a charmer who wears many hats.

A festive being and an inveterate chatterbox, he carries a curious spark I observe in the inviting tides of his unusual thoughts.

Those who experience his kindness and friendship find themselves in a respectful, thermal whirlpool.

In certain aspects, by degree of exposure to my telling and showing, Gianni is the closest person to me.

The man is an ageless child, just like 9’m.