From the trunk of 2019

At the dawn of the apocalyptic era, when we were still unaware of the horrific plans awaiting mankind. I share some photos because in 2021 I should restart with this new blog.

They are loose, scattered photos, some even from the AMERICANA project. There is my street but also fragments of existence, classic cars, my landscape. Even if different in a certain way from what I do today, it is possible to see traces of what was to come. I'm also keeping this post as a reminder of a certain inner peace that has faded a bit since 2020, due to planetary monsters, gathered today in Davos.