“E quindi sul fiorito ameno prato Al caro mormorio di fronde e piante…” (On the flower-strewn meadow, with leafy branches rustling overhead…)
“Giunt’ è la Primavera e festosetti La Salutan gl’ Augei con lieto canto, E i fonti allo Spirar de’ Zeffiretti Con dolce mormorio Scorrono intanto….” (Springtime is upon us. The birds celebrate her return with festive song, and murmuring streams are softly caressed by the breezes..)
That’s what I am. Sick & tired of all of this, that you may find so charming since you don’t have to live with it for 6 months a year.
Boat trip from Kvaløya (in Norwegian, “the whale island”…), near Tromsø, 16.1.2016. Thank you Stefano!
Sun shines even on the coast of Norway, sometimes. Very last chances of some decent weather, these days, before an endless winter takes over. That’s why I’ll surprise you using color film, for once. Double exposure made on Paranoid Land Camera 250 & Fuji FP-100c.
A box camera is like a box of chocolate.. you never know what you’re gonna get. Specially when you take multiple exposures.
17th May 2014. While Norway celebrates the 200 year anniversary of their constitution, I’m heading for the remote Badakhshan, north east of Afghanistan, for the third time. There, no constitutional paper grants each and every citizen equal rights, as a base for justice and prosperity. There, natural hazards alone cost hundreds of lives every year. Just 10 days ago, a massive landslide buried half…
Fellow passengers, strangers met in the street, encounters that lasted minutes, hours, few days at the most. Regardless, encounters that made my day and my journey. Here are some of them.
Since I was a child, I’ve always had a tremendous fascination for trains and stations. We used to travel between the south and the north of Italy a couple of times a year, usually on a night train that would take almost 12 hours. Each and every evening during the weeks prior to our travels, my brother and I spent hours fantasizing about the…
9289 km on a train are and definitely feel like a huge distance. Landscapes pass by like in slow motion. Repetitive and monotonous yet ever changing. Days become nights, and the nights days.