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.
Belle foto Mau! Ieri era proprio una giornata per girovagare. E’ successo anche a me 🙂
🙂 dovremo trovarci per fare due passi, scattare qualche foto, e poi bere un buon bicchiere …
Il bicchiere al massimo di succo di frutta…sono astemia… 😀 Il periodo che ho abitato a Carugate ero in pianta stabile al parco di Monza e lungo l’Adda…sempre ovviamente a fare foto.
Gran bei posti: mai risalito l’Adda in bici, visitando tutte le vecchie centrali idroelettriche? Posto per scattare dei bei bianchi e neri a pellicola: bisogna ci torni uno di questi weekend (visto che mi sono appena preso un fish-eye da provare .. 🙂 ..)
No, sempre girato a piedi ma era comunque sufficiente per scattare parecchie foto. Su una vecchia centrale idroelettricha nn avevi fatto un post?