Sant’Alvise
“A good picture is born from a state of grace. Grace becomes manifest when one is free from conventions, free as a child in his first discovery of reality. The game is then to organize the triangle“.
In the rat’s alley
“E se tutto questo bujo, quest’enorme mistero, nel quale indarno i filosofi dapprima specularono, e che ora, pur rinunziando all’indagine di esso, la scienza non esclude, non fosse in fondo che un inganno come un altro, un inganno della nostra mente, una fantasia che non si colora?”.
The Butcher
“I thought I had no heart. I find I have, and a heart doesn’t suit me. Somehow it doesn’t go with modern dress. It makes one
look old. And it spoils one’s career at critical moments”.
Strange Life
“The truth, once love has failed, looks like a skeleton abandoned in a meadow: explicit, ordered and, in the end, almost pleasant. It had always been there, but covered with flesh, images and feelings”.
Through the Fog
“Parks and gardens are the quintessential intimate landscapes. People use them all the time, leaving their energy and memories behind. It’s what’s left behind that I like to photograph“.
Along the Road
“We all believe we can choose our own path from among the many alternatives. But perhaps it’s more accurate to say that we make the choice unconsciously”.
In Rocks We Trust
“How beautiful was the spectacle of nature not yet touched by the often perverse wisdom of man”.
Umberto Eco