Coal
Coal – Nuraxi Figus, Sardinia
Photographic signs of time
Coal – Nuraxi Figus, Sardinia
A dark sky instead of the top of the tunnel and the muggy air at the Metro station becomes a fresh breeze in this perennial night.
NY City – The Queensboro bridge in the afternoon. When approaching the bridge it almost seems impossible to pass through that steely forest. Once onto I felt like being in
From here my soul will never reach the sea heart goes on beating on the sand To a friend of a past time
Silence around the wreck of a conveyor belt. San Giovanni Miniera (silver / lead /zinc mine) Gonnesa – Sardinia
Silence inside an abandoned silo. Laverie Lamarmora – Nebida (Carbonia-Iglesias) Sardinia.
If I don’t imagine it first I cannot see it. Giving a new sense to something is first of all a job of the imagination, powerful and useful tool for
[…] if you move along Marozia’s compact walls, when you least expect it, you see a crack open and a different city appear. Then, an instant later, it has already
It happens, you walk alone on your way deeply swimming in the stream of your own thought. But raising your eyes you read a harmless sign and you suddenly would
In Ersilia, to establish the relationships that sustain the city’s life, the inhabitants stretch strings from the corners of the houses, white or black or gray or black-and-white according to