cimitero monumentale, milan, december 2024
a white feather floated down from a clear sky right between my eyes. a feline guardian, watchful, protected her soul-friend 200 years departed. names chiseled in stone still faded by the elements, and all that was left was a black-and-white photo set in a glass oval frame. no one knows his name anymore, but he looked like a tempest on a mountain.













