Being an accomplished painter and having reached at fifty years old the affective security of a family, his life was moving on in the best possible way but a few years later the Second World War disrupted his projects and his happiness. The night of December 8th, 1942 a bombing destroyed his beautiful studio and his house with all of his belongings: they were left with what they were wearing.  But that very sad morning he immediately went to buy his colors and brushes as any young student of promise. At fifty his enthusiasm and his passion hadn’t been destroyed, painting was his life and he would have always painted under any circumstance also in the midst of the difficulties of the evacuation so as to return to Turin at the end of the war and start again.
There were no difficulties that could discourage him when he was painting though not effortlessly, for this reason he managed to fresco hundreds of square meters of walls and vaults climbing on very high scaffoldings until the age of 80. To relax he walked through the countryside, the mountains or the beaches looking for subjects for his paintings. He loved reading and he sometimes spent a large part of the night doing that. He loved any form of performance: theater, cinema and later television. Technique and progress fascinated him: at the beginning of the twentieth century  he was one of the first to buy a crystal set and many years later while watching on TV the first man landing on the moon he remembered when as a young boy in Piazza d’Armi in Turin he lay down on the ground to see how high the Wright brothers would manage (weather conditions permitting) to fly!
His commodious studio illuminated by a wide skylight facing North, from which he dosed the intensity of light by skillfully placing lighter or darker curtains, was open to students, painters, models, friends….people came in for a portrait or simply to say hello, they painted all together while listening to music and talking about anything. At five o’clock tea was served, a habit Amelia Masciolino had brought over from England where she had studied for several years. He was an outgoing person who enjoyed being with people and people enjoyed being around him.
So he was until his last day of life: April 17th, 1974.