Nicola Russi was supposed to be a pizza baker. His destiny was written, but the animation god Walt Bluthazaki had other plans for him. He injected the helpless pizzaboy with all the animation principles and the necessary talents to forge him into a real professional animator.
Six years are gone now, and since then Nico has animated angry raccoons, flying super heroes, wild animals, rusty robots and other unmentionable goodies,
with his usual push to extend the boundries of his knowledge and to spread the good tidings of the holy animation realm.
Nevertheless, he still prefers pizza.