Carmine Giangregorio
Bio
Artistic being
24 years on this Earth. Rome/London
Actor. 🎬 🎭
Writer. ✍️
Singer/rapper. 🎧 🎤
More than just a label.
Your uniqueness is your signature and your strength
Stories (5)
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The Sound of My Mind
Who am I? I am an actor 🎭, a singer 🎤 , a songwriter , a passionate dreamer. Art is love and love is the heartbeat of life. Art is what keeps me inspired, what gives me life. As an actor, I want to embrace those strong inner messages that live inside a text , a character , a story and be able to communicate them to an audience in the best way possible. I have this gut feeling, this thing, that resonates through my whole body every single time I discover one of them, and then I immediately feel this sense of duty That I have towards them, as if the character itself appears in front of me and tells me “ Please, you have the essence of my soul on the palm of your hand , I can’t express it without you , so take good care of it”.
By Carmine Giangregorio4 years ago in Poets
THE ABYSS INSIDE
THE ABYSS INSIDE **Monday** I have always been fascinated by the ocean. Its depth, its vastness, it is too much for me to take. I know, it sounds ridiculous, to be such a huge fan of a place that I would never dare to go to. But that’s what it is.
By Carmine Giangregorio4 years ago in Fiction
A Bit Of Sweetness
That Friday didn’t start well for Charlie. At all. He arrived to work late when he was supposed to open the shop. And it was very hot as well, extremely and weirdly hot for London, probably the hottest day of the year. He ran to the changing room to leave his stuff, put his apron on, then quickly displayed the cakes on the glass cake stands at the sides of the till and set the tables which luckily didn’t take that long because the Garden café wasn’t a big place, just one main floor and lots of colourful flowers all around the white walls. So he was already sweaty and stressed out as hell by then, when he received a text message from Katia, his co-worker, saying that she would be late for her shift. “Perfect, what else could go wrong?” he thought. It was “just” the day that he really needed to leave on time so that he could go home and organize his anniversary surprise for his boyfriend.
By Carmine Giangregorio5 years ago in Fiction
Carmin Gregor's games
Once upon a time there was a little introverted mixed race kid who was struggling to fit in and be accepted. He wanted to become a professional artist and express his potential to the world and he promised himself that one day everyone would see what he was truly capable of. So he would spend his after school evenings in his room, writing songs and performing them to his invisible audience, pretending that the remote control was a microphone. And then he would create and play stories and characters, drawing ideas on his notebook and recording them with his camera. Two big dark eyes observing those famous tv and movie stars on the screen and wishing to be one of them and live that fantasy. And he always knew that his art was the key to joining the team but little did he know that it wasn’t about escaping from himself and turning into someone else but finding and loving himself instead. That was the real game, the most beautiful and difficult journey he was going to make.
By Carmine Giangregorio5 years ago in Motivation
