HEROES

Temple guardians of a little vanishing world, brave and full of passion, they valiantly defend the meeting places for human exchange and relationships, set in unpretentious frames, nibbled by the passing of time.
As survivors on a tiny damaged raft , they face restlesness and greed, on a dangerous sea that doesn’t care about the past and its traditions, smashing together people and principles, obeying the march of progress.
Before it’s too late I shelter memories smelling of yellow paper, and "Ceci n'est pas une pipe" , like a freshly gathered broad bean listening to the gossip of old pilgrims, religiously sitting on green Formica chairs, conserving cloth in dusty trunks and expert hands. They cut cloth in the dead of night, while I preserve pure white clouds made by an ancient pink oven, as old as time ; work done by glue and saw, buds and sharp prickles, made by a real good morning and good night!
Gastone, Macerata, 2013
Lisa, Roma, 2016
Popi, Karpathos, 2013
Pino, Spoleto, 2013
Marlène, Spoleto, 2013
Righetta, Milano, 2014
Alan, Spoleto, 2020
Tatò, Spoleto, 2015
Remigio, Spoleto, 2014
Orfeo, Spoleto, 2015
Dragan, Torino, 2018
Venusia, Spoleto, 2015
Paul, Arles, 2014
Arianna, Macerata, 2015
Gustavo, Murazzano, 2014
Clark, Roma, 2016
Antò, Torino, 2018
Luna, Barcelona, 2016
Giuditta, Barcelona, 2016
Theodore, Torino, 2017
Furio, Roma, 2016
Dino, Roma, 2014
Era, Skiathos, 2018
Leo, Skiathos, 2018
Paride, Karpathos, 2013
Alfred, Macerata, 2015
Moira, Padova, 2017
Pepi, Barcelona, 2018
Delia, Roma, 2016
Amelie, Torino, 2017