*** In three days, it will be 6 months. Half a year. My first birthday and Gabriele’s have gone by without your phone call. And the first summer without seeing you, without you telling me how you enjoyed the images I sent you. Winter will be here soon and it will bring your birthday with it, the first where I won’t get the chance to ask myself what would make you happy. And the first Christmas without going present […]
*** There is a time of calendars, fixed and immutable. The time invented by man and his watches. There is a rubber-band time that goes faster or slower, depending on whether we’re happy or not. And there is a secret, unfathomable time. An invisible clock that synchronizes the seasons of every living being that is born, lives and one day, dies. Marveling at how these times click in different ways as we run about in a frantic way while the tiniest leafs […]
*** The bliss of an autumn Sunday, in one of the most authentic flea markets in Paris. Blessed by a golden light announcing the winter months ahead and the unique, inimitable, smell of a time long gone.
*** If travelling is about discovery in the first place, there’s no need to go far. You only need to see the world around you with curious eyes, don’t you?
*** a haze of hot days spent seeking the coolest spots at the sound of cicadas. anaps of laughters and diving pic-nics with friends, hands picking wild berries, ice creams dripping and mozzarella bubbling on our pizzas. and bridges, many bridges crossed of course,
*** Seeking shelter on a rainy afternoon, I ended up in an unexpected parallel dimension, warm and humid, where silence reigned and time seemed to have stopped. No birds or animal sounds. No wind among the leaves. Just the sound of water hissing from somewhere. And within this silence, one could almost feel all these green creatures, big and small, breathe and grow. Each one in its own particular way. But all turned towards the light.
*** Rome is a light that you’d recognize anywhere. A technicolor sky, reflections on the river and birds flying up above. It’s the great beauty, flowered balconies, crowded restaurants and open bars. A traffic mess, cars anywhere, dirty streets, messy public services. It’s a never-ending vacation, a mellow and joyful decadence. Rome equals time slowing down. And finding yourself by the river over and over, catching a different sunset each time.
*** Going back to this square, tiptoeing. So many people, flowers, candels. Flashes and cameras everywhere as in a morbid reality show. Being tempted to back away. Finding strenght and holding one’s hand to thread sidewalks that have long been familiar and friendly. In summertime, wintertime. Alone, with friends. Eyes wide open. To not let anything go unseen. Making myself go back once, twice, three, four times until the fear is under control. Covered in new laughters and memories. Because Life is so beautiful […]
Catégories : A taste of Paris • Tags: 13 november 2015, 13 novembre 2015, fotografia, light, luce, ombre, parigi, Paris, peace, photographie, photography, Piazza della Repubblica, Place de la République, shadow
*** There is light, there are shadows. There’s a time for thinking over, evaluating, getting ready. A time for waiting, that might seem neverending and useless. But it never is. Because every time, a day comes when you wake up and it’s time for action. For actually seeing yourself doing the very thing you had geared up for for so long. So long without anything happening that you were almost loosing the faith. And there it comes, that day. And when […]