The Cradle

Nestled among the rocks on a green hill, a cradle lies. A strange circumstance; white crocodiles slumber happily, almost as if mocking life itself and our habits.

The Hanging Clothes 2

Il desiderio di smettere di pensare per un attimo, rallentare, per comprendere quello che la velocita’ non ci permette di capire.

The Hanging Clothes 1

One day I'll wash all the clothes that cover me and hang them out to dry, and even if a storm comes, I'll stay there, still like a tree, waiting.

International Decisions

Around a table, the animals gather, almost reminiscent of the Last Supper. But there's an emptiness, and the disciples are uneducated sages. They discuss how to save the world.

The Transhumance 9

Like goats, our souls move from one place to another in search of something to graze, to keep alive and burning the enthusiasm that is ever-present in all their movements. They move and change around them before their surroundings change them.