I was molded in the image of my father
An elegant and generous person, he helped others realize their dreams, asking for nothing in return, except the satisfaction and pride of having found the right solution, to fulfill the needs of those he worked for.
In my home, when I was still a child, I met great architects like Giuseppe Samonà, Paolo Portoghesi, and Giulio Genta, and in this atmosphere -amid philosophies of design, new avant-gardes, and construction work- my passion for drawing and the art of building grew, especially for its enduring nature.
With great effort, I convinced my father to let me enroll in the Faculty of Architecture in Palermo:
It’s a man’s profession; it will only bring you troubles! Enroll in law!” he would say. “You write so well that even when you step on someone’s toes, they thank you.
When I graduated, the president of the commission, Nicola Giuliano Leone, told my father: “Don’t bring Maria Elena to Sciacca. You’ll clip her wings. Let her spread her wings abroad, instead.”