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.
Beh, mancano quelli vacanzieri da spiaggia…mi raccomando durante le ferie provvedere..con e senza pinne…. 😉
Ma quando Beria ti ha detto di fare qualcosa di utile (tipo tirare la pallina) invece di stare lì a fotografarti i piedi…?
Beria mi ha guardato con aria perplessa, poi si è rimessa la cuffia per ascoltare Third dei Led Zeppelin, mentre sfogliava Il Capitale.
Moooolto fetish!! :o)
Non trash?
Dopo questo post, direi che e’ proprio ora che tu vada in ferie …. :-))
Sono sicuro che dopo la ricarica vacanziera la tua visione del mondo migliorera’.
Ciao e buone ferie.
per la serie “un post fatto coi piedi”, eh? Parto domattina …
Ho capito tutto….. il metadone che ho ordinato per l’approssimarsi della mia crisi d’astinenza da Maupost, lo hai preso tu!
O forse era segale cornuta;)
Parti…salvati….salvaci!
Lo ammetto, sono alla canna del gas 🙂
Infatti, mancano le pinne 🙂
Attimi …