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I ask questions

I ask a lot of questions, I am an explorer, I travel a lot, I travel by sea, I travel by air, I prefer to travel on foot. I don’t like to do it alone though, I feel bad when I am alone, it’s like the world placing a stigma on you. I don’t eat anybody, I just stare and look, I look around for those that won’t eat me. If I was a king I would order peace, I would impose respect to everyone, I would…

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#livorno

When it rains, it rains inside

You have to understand in life, once you are on the other side, beside the bleeding nose, I have seen that rocks grow spontaneously, I have seen that when it rains, it rains inside people, there are few things, very well made and everyone stops to look at them. Even words are scarce and repeated over and over, colours are different changing shape and many flies hum. We were making the most…

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How a knife is made in Scarperia, Toscana from KEVO on Vimeo.

How a knife is made in Scarperia, Toscana

Curvo_SANTOKU_1 from KEVO on Vimeo.

What is the difference?

I have recently received an email from a former student of mine that is applying to a few photography schools around the world, she has received a few questions to answer in order to convince the faculty to grant her a scholarship. I find it amusing how a school requires as a prerequisite a level of understanding of the medium that only years of practice may eventually grant.

Here are the…

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#landscape

Narratives we do not recognize "There are narratives [...] that remain suspended out of time because the characters only know a small portion of it and also because no one can see them in their integrity.

Nature Remains After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains. Walt Whitman

it has no thickness [...] From one side or the other, the city seems to continue in perspective, multiplying its repertoire of images: on the contrary it has not thickness, it's only made of one forehand and one back, as a sheet of paper, with a shape here and one there, that cannot detach from the surface nor look at each other.

Something about Venice [...] - Everytime I describe a city I say something about Venice. - When I ask you about other cities, I want to hear about those.

Their own absence [...] Three hypothesis are taken into consideration about the inhabitants of Bauci: they hate the Earth; they respect it to the degree of avoiding any contact with it; they love it as it was before they came and therefore, with telescopes and binoculars aiming down, they will never get tired of browsing it, leaf by leaf, rock by rock, ant by ant, contemplating in awe, their own absence. - Italo Calvino, "Le Città Invisibili"

Youth and beauty are seasonal "Nam divitiarum et formae gloria fluxa atque fragilis est, virtus clara aeternaque habetur" - Sallustio, De Catilinae coniuratione