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Discover my most recent photos a journey through silence, light, and the architecture of time.

Time-worn wall with cracks, streaks and light-shadow interplay, with moss and stains creating a poetic, ever-changing effect.
Partiture Verticali | ©2025
Tracce scolpite dal tempo si intrecciano con segni di luce e ombra in un linguaggio silenzioso e profondo; crepe, colature e macchie segnano la superficie, fragile eppur potente, di un muro trasformato in memoria. La luce lo attraversa e, mutando a ogni istante, tesse partiture verticali dove muschi e colori emergono come presenze delicate, unendo metamorfosi e poesia.

Vertical Scores | ©2025
Traces carved by time intertwine with signs of light and shadow in a silent, profound language; cracks, drips, and stains mark the surface, fragile yet potent, of a wall transformed into memory. Light pierces through it and, shifting at every moment, weaves vertical scores where mosses and colors emerge as delicate presences, blending metamorphosis and poetry.
Someone Somewhere | ©2025 Shadows intertwine on a canvas of light, a silent encounter between ethereal presences in a suspended dialogue. Elusive figures dance in black and white, like echoes of a nameless past, weaving mystery and art into a visual embrace.
Someone Somewhere | ©2025 Shadows intertwine on a canvas of light, a silent encounter between ethereal presences in a suspended dialogue. Elusive figures dance in black and white, like echoes of a nameless past, weaving mystery and art into a visual embrace.
Dancing on the light In a crowded hazy bar | © 2025  A blue flash, a bar thick with haze, and the haunting echo of Neil Young’s Like a Hurricane drifting through bodies. In that liquid chaos, light refracts across surfaces like a soundwave, as time unravels in the details. It’s a suspended moment, between longing and surrender, where everything trembles.
Dancing on the light In a crowded hazy bar | © 2025 A blue flash, a bar thick with haze, and the haunting echo of Neil Young’s Like a Hurricane drifting through bodies. In that liquid chaos, light refracts across surfaces like a soundwave, as time unravels in the details. It’s a suspended moment, between longing and surrender, where everything trembles.
“Not Nothing”…or Ignorance in power | © 2019-2025
“Not Nothing”…or Ignorance in power | © 2019-2025
Paura di vincere | © 2025
Paura di vincere | © 2025
L’attimo che non passa | © 2025
L’attimo che non passa | © 2025
Quale allegria | © 2025
Quale allegria | © 2025
The Winter Mirror | © 2025
The Winter Mirror | © 2025
The Sound of Waves (self portrait) | © 2025
The Sound of Waves (self portrait) | © 2025
To Aleksandr Rodčenko | © 1993
To Aleksandr Rodčenko | © 1993
 Pulvis Eris | © 2023
Pulvis Eris | © 2023
Icaro | © 2021
Icaro | © 2021
Tempo interiore | © 2022
Tempo interiore | © 2022
Il mito della caverna | © 2023
Il mito della caverna | © 2023
Flow~ers - numero 004 | © 2022
Flow~ers - numero 004 | © 2022
Solitudine | © 2022
Solitudine | © 2022
White Syke | © 2023
White Syke | © 2023
Fiato di mare | © 2022  #Alcol
Fiato di mare | © 2022 #Alcol
Fuoco cammina con me | © 2024 (Freely inspired by the David Lynch movie)
Fuoco cammina con me | © 2024 (Freely inspired by the David Lynch movie)
Entrata Libera | © 1986/2015
Entrata Libera | © 1986/2015
Fuoco greco | © 2006
Fuoco greco | © 2006
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