A life at thirty miles per hour to give value to time and small things living in a small town in Tuscany, on the border with Umbria and Emilia Romagna.
He works with wood, loves his three horses and his little dog Atos.
For Edo Coleschi, going slowly - "Edo is fully attached, please", he warns, smiling - is an authentic philosophy, also imprinted with a permanent marker on the sign hanging on the bed of the Ape 50: "Sorry if I left late".
Explaining: "that's what those who are behind me and pressuring me to go faster should think."
The protagonist of this story is a polite gentleman, with a kind soul, 75 years old - married and father of two daughters - now retired after having handled electrical cables for over 40 years.
With his "patched" jacket, with the writing "pradato" on it - referring to the well-known brand - and with his three-wheeler decorated according to the seasons, he seems to come from another world.
Instead, he lives in Pieve Santo Stefano, in the province of Arezzo, a small village that winds along the four-lane E45, exactly halfway from the border with Umbria and Romagna.
ANSA first reached him in his artisan workshop, which he renamed "Sitting... what a passion", where he shows off his original works, including the "chair for sitting upright", and then enters his true world.
Which materializes a handful of kilometers from the town and is what he calls "his sea of him", renamed "mar ... supio", but also the "field of half miracles" of Collodian memory.
A green and uncontaminated area where nature and art coexist that comes from the sensitivity, imagination, fantasy and, one might say, from the lucid, ingenious madness of Edo Coleschi.
Everything is marked by time that passes without any rush, to the point of even inspiring the names of his horses: Ora, Ora and Subito.
"Now unfortunately he has passed away, but Gaius, a colt, has arrived", says the artist.
"Ora, Ora and Subito - he explains - were inspired by the answers I give to my wife when she orders me to do something, she knows, she's always in a hurry".
Entering the "field of half miracles" is like setting foot in a fairy tale, a sort of never-never island, reachable via the boat that welcomes you at the entrance and which Edo built with piles of wood, "pushed" by sail hoisted astern.
Once inside, a journey begins between sculpted characters and small things that coexist in balance and harmony with everything else.
"I live on this nonsense - he says amused - and when I hear that there are people complaining about the speed limits it makes me smile, with my horses, so as not to make them tired, I don't exceed seven kilometers per hour".
"We must have respect for people and animals - he underlines - only in this way will we be better and there will be no need for 30 zones or other limits".
Edo is a master of words and imagination, with him everything becomes light, "even if I didn't have an easy life", he whispers remembering the past years.
But today he has found his own dimension, so much so that sailing his "sea" you end up among dozens of vases lined up: it is his "Vasarian corridor", which perhaps leads you to happiness.
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