There is a place, nestled between my hometown and the Po river, where the fog and the extreme monotony of the territory may discourage even the most careful observer. But this landscape has the more appeal in its apparent immobility.I recognize a sort of magical aura in these lands, crossed by a river peaceful but also unexpectedly fierce, gentle, but also brutal: Po river combines different features, sometimes even conflicting, the same ones that permeate my shots every time I contemplate them once back home.
Yes...you have to contemplate those shots, one at a time, and only watching them carefully you can find out their nature and discover that their strength lies in their immobility.
Actually, even if at first sight sometimes I'm not satisfied with the results of the shots, always grows in me the desire to return back...in my Lowlands.
