Guardo il cielo d’Africa mentre il sole tramonta e, sin dalla prima volta, non riesco a staccare lo sguardo dall’affascinante sviluppo di tutte le tonalità di colore che passano dal giallo al rosso all’indaco al blu più profondo.

La stanza dove dormo appartiene alla storia di un altro South Africa: una volta larga magione del Morningside Manor, oggi i proprietari hanno diviso l’abitazione principale, le stalle e i due padiglioni ricavando una quindicina di camere che sono un salto spazio-temporale con dei vecchi divani attorno a un caminetto, delle persiane in legno che lasciano vedere il giardino davanti e un contorno di quadri e affreschi che passeresti la notte a osservarli.

Le lampade non illuminano, scontornano docilmente i mobili, crepati dal tempo, e ti gettano macchie di colori sui tappeti in lana.

Unica concessione alla modernità un calorifero. “Sir, it’s freezing” mi dicono, ignorando gli inverni che ho passato a Mosca o le puntate di lavoro in Mongolia dove ho provato per la prima volta la sensazione di scendere solo i -50°c.

Sul tavolino un’ampolla di rosolio ….

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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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