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.
Arriva un’aria malinconica… Post un filo ermetico. Spero che l’orizzonte di vita futura che senti sia buono…
Certo che la prima foto che vedi dopo aver letto di orizzonti di vita futura è l’uomo in sedia a rotelle :-O
La mia sarà deformazione professionale ;-), ma una toccatina di ferro o di ciò che vuoi tu non guasta! 😉 🙂
Nahhhhh, chiuso con la malinconia: fantasmi nuovi all’orizzonte, sto già sorridendo sornione 😉
Ah, bene… 🙂 Buoni sorrisi 😉
E’ stata l’aria di Praga un po’ decadente o è stata la musica a farti scrivere così?
Varia umanità che sfila davanti al bello senza nè guardare né ascoltare: metafora?
Metafore e messaggi 🙂
Che belle foto, Praga dev’essere una città splendida!
Yes, bella, economica e con buona birra …