*** 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 […]
*** 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?
*** 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.
*** 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 […]
*** There are days when you’re in one of the places you love the most, at the hour that you prefer and with a camera on hand. People pass you by, friends may speak to you but you’re only half there. Your mind eager with anticipation. And maybe it’s because you know you won’t get more chances for weeks or months, but you just wait for that moment that could – should – be about to happen as the most […]
*** « Not all that wander are lost » J.R.R. Tolkien Venice by night, from above, is a spot in the sea you can barely tell from the sky / it’s a bus crossing a sad plane / pouring rain / sea smell / heart beating faster / eyes stuck to the side window / half-deserted steamboats / a city that appears and disappears / lingering / appealing. It’s walking on rainy alleys / turning back / going forth / laughing out […]