Sono salito a Castelletto: il panorama, l’odore del vento, le panchine che ti chiedono di startene lì a guardare la gente, tutto ti invita a salire i pochi secondi di ascensore da Piazza del Portello.

Mi è venuta in mente una canzone, guardando le gru del Porto accanto alla Lanterna che parevano abbeverarsi, vedendo i Magazzini del Cotone e pensando ai campi nel sud degli Stati Uniti, e sentendo la dominante blu che il cielo conferiva a tutto da quassù:

Summertime, And the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’ And the cotton is high
Your daddy’s rich And your mamma’s good lookin’
So hush little baby Don’t you cry
One of these mornings You’re going to rise up singing
Then you’ll spread your wings
And you’ll take to the sky But till that morning
There’s a’nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by Summertime,
And the livin’ is easy Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high
Your daddy’s rich And your mamma’s good lookin’
So hush little baby Don’t you cry
[Summertime, George Gershwin per l’opera Porgy and Bess del 1935]

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It has been more than fifty years since I began traveling across the world — and the seven seas — for work or for pleasure, always with a Leica M camera close at hand. The camera has never been an accessory; it has been a constant companion, a way of observing, remembering, and making sense of the places and people I encountered along the way. I started keeping this kind of journal some time ago, not as a diary in the traditional sense, but as a space where images and words could meet. This is not a publication driven by schedules or algorithms. At times I disappear for long stretches; then, inevitably, I return with semi-regular updates. Publishing, for me, is a mirror of my state of mind and emotions. It follows my rhythm, not the other way around. You have to take it exactly as it comes. Every photograph you see here is mine. They are fragments of a life spent moving, looking, and waiting for moments to reveal themselves — often quietly, sometimes unexpectedly. This blog is not about destinations, but about presence. About what remains when the journey slows down and the shutter finally clicks.

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