Sono sceso all’incrocio tra la Jefferson e la Taylor con un passo semi-sincopato, risultato della sveglia alle 2 di mattina, di alcune ore di lavoro e al telefono prima dell’alba, e di una giornata passata in una sala riunioni – ma con le finestre, che ti cambia il mood in meglio.

Il tramonto sulla Baia di San Francisco. Le luci delle insegne aumentano il loro contrasto. Un melting pot di latinos, homeless, turiste brille, ed ex-bikers che si son bevuti o fumati le loro due ruote.

Chi accennava passi di salsa, chi si fumava una gustosa canna, chi semplicemente ondeggiava la testa al ritmo della musica che un paio di altoparlanti diffondevano tra marciapiede e parcheggio, supportata nella base ritmica da un batterista/cantante con un timbro soul che mi faceva ricordare il James Brown dei tempi più kinky!

Whoa-oa-oa! I feel good, I knew that I would, now, I feel good, I knew that I would, now
So good, so good, I got you

Whoa! I feel nice, like sugar and spice, I feel nice, like sugar and spice
So nice, so nice, I got you

When I hold you in my arms, I know that I can’t do no wrong
And when I hold you in my arms, My love won’t do you no harm

And I feel nice, like sugar and spice, I feel nice, like sugar and spice, So nice, so nice, I got you

When I hold you in my arms, I know that I can’t do no wrong
And when I hold you in my arms, My love can’t do me no harm

Foto? Sentite la musica, l’odore gentile dell’oceano portato da una brezza, mentre la Signora Tedesca a Telemetro gioca con i colori della luce …

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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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