On the threshold of the lake The journey begins, the look searches and records the array of overlaps. The mind stores a coming and going of sensations, while taking part in the constant and secret dialogue between natural elements. The nature opens up pure, hypnotic, suggestive and tangled to who knows how to love it

Clima Estremo – Solo Show at Wunderkammern Gallery | Roma (IT)

Proud music of the storm! Blast that careers so free, whistling across the prairies! Strong hum of forest tree-tops! Wind of the mountains! Personified dim shapes! you hidden orchestras! […] Why have you seiz’d me? Walt Whitman, «Proud Music of the Storm» Leaves of Grass, 1871-72   Tra le tante ossessioni che hanno scandito la