Late Party
Written by Maurizio “Mau” Vagnozzi
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Maurizio “Mau” Vagnozzi
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.
Stanno ordinatamente scappando dal ristorante dopo aver assaggiato il sashimi e aver ingurgitato doppia porzione di wasabi?
🙂 non ti si convince proprio, eh? 🙂
devo dire che anche io sono un po’ scettico. A costo di sembrare ottuso e arcaico -cucina il bue del paese tuo- preferisco mangiare un piatto con cui non ho conversato fino a pochi istanti prima.
stanezza per stanezza, punterei su un bue Kobe!
Ma vuoi mettere il Saronni o le tue alici fritte!
Ieri sera abbiamo sacrificato un filetto kobe e un aussie rack of lamb … Ho un sorriso ebete sin dal primo morso: divino direi, non fossi ateo, accidenti ..,
Sai bene di non potere essere ateo!
Quando mangi cose così….. di riflesso quando ingurgiti cose colà, (vedi post di ieri).