This is a journey to my roots. A distant but strong reality, that is not mine but to wich I belong. In this part of the island cohabit two speeds: the traditional one, tied to ancient values and the new, tourism related, boomed in the past decade. The epicenter of my project is my grandfather Concetto: 96 years of work, social and political commitment. He lives every change first hand, since the beginning. The project stems from the need to know and interpret personal and social history. Images are used trying to go beyond their own contingency, in the search of a structure free of hierarchies, open to interpretation, in a dreamlike voyage.
In between there is my grandfather Concetto: 95 years of work, social and political commitment.
He lives every change first hand, since the beginning.
Humans, as well as other species, are influenced by their environment.
This part is mostly about summer, when the time comes for people to move out the cities they live in and go to the beach and relax in the sun.
The trip to get to that paradise is long and exhausting and who can ’t afford the pricey little comforts need to adapt himself.
Sheer idleness, sports practiced by guilt, group shot, children playing, kiosks and soft drinks, beautiful girls and sense of guilt.
We are free to do we want but in fact linked, as always, to rituals.
The need is so urgent that we sacrifice money, time and health and yet, sometimes, we get a moment of fun, a new friend or a date.
This is about those places that are “in between”.
Located neither in the city nor in the countryside, they are definable as “ urban countryside”.
The pictures were taken around northern Italy, specifically in the Pianura Padana, where is concentrated most of the industrial and agricoltural production of the country, as well as a diffuse human density .
People are just to be seen in their cars or at the supermarkets, often enclosed in their houses and properties, consuming their free time watching television.
Some weird encounter could happen on the road, nearby a restaurant or an ATM.
Nevertheless these places retain a certain degree of beauty and magic.
Our lives are influenced by the environment we have built in the imperative goal of economic development.
Is it still possible to find a place to live humanly?