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Posted on May 5, 2014
When everything of you is split, and even your shadow has a dark and a bright side.
Posted on March 27, 2014
There is a boundary line between what a photographer feels should be documented and shown and what should remain private.
The few photos below are from a project I just did about that boundary line, which in this case happened to coincide with the boundary between life and death.
And these are the only few photos from that project that will ever be displayed on this blog. The other photos need to mature. They may never see the light or may one day be shown in a more appropriate way than on a blog.
If you want to share a thought on where your boundary line goes, as a photographer, or about these shots I shared, please feel free to comment.
Posted on March 5, 2014
Posted on March 3, 2014
Posted on December 6, 2013
Posted on December 5, 2013
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 coming adventure. We could recall details of each station from our previous travels. The lights, the signs, the technical stuff along the tracks, everything had a mysterious charm. When the night of our train adventure came, we couldn’t sleep a minute. Instead, we stood in the aisle and admired the night passing by and becoming a new day. Even the thought of the typical smell of the stations still gives me the goosebumps.
I guess that has something to do with my love for trains. No train journey is too long. And the Trans-Siberian is surely worth repeating.
Posted on December 4, 2013
Posted on December 4, 2013
Posted on November 6, 2013