Mad about you / a short story about love
The story of Donatella and Gabriele, in the city of Trieste, the city in which psychiatric hospitals were closed and gradually replaced by a whole range of community-based services, including settings for acute in-patient care, thanks to battles of the psychiatrist Franco Basaglia who obtained in 1978 the law 180...
Boycotters and Activists
Portraits of Boycotters and activists. belonging to Anarchist against the wall and BDS a campaign started by Palestinian non-governmental organizations in support of the Palestinian cause for boycott, divestment and international sanctions against Israel.
Muslim Brothers of Egypt
Muslim brothers with party "freedom and justice" obtained the majority during first turn of 2012 elections in Egypt.
In 2013 after popolar riots they have been replaced by a temporary miliatary government.
Hezbollah Famailies
Who are Hezbollah? In the collective imaginary they are like a clan of Islamic terrorists that operates in Middle east, but it is a political party of Islamic religion whose representative are part of the parliament. undisputed and charismatic chief is Hassan Nasrallah that brought Hezbollah at the top of the political heights in Lebanon. Politically active in south Lebanon , they provide social activities for the population exhaust for numerous wars and conflicts...
The thin white line
Israel and Palestine, two populations and cultures that attract and repel each other in a conflict that has lasted for far too many decades. But the people living there, in that area of land close to the thin white line, are all alike and their daily lives are so similar that it seems impossible not to try to photograph them in order to understand that the current division may be real but is, at base, fictitious.
Lunch with the dead
For two days each year one week after Orthodox Easter the dead in cemeteries Moldovan gather the family to spend several hours in joy. Relatives arrive serene and smiling, full of cloths and food and prepares the tomb ready for lunch with the dead. The population passes through the narrow streets with their families and prays and blesses round ciambelloni (Colac) topped by long, narrow lighted candles on top and pour a glass of wine in the ground next to the tombstones. At the end of the rite of the dead guests sit around the grave or at a table placed in the fence and start eating, chatting and laughing loudly to the health of their loved ones. It is a very cheerful and lively party but also spiritual. The dead are not only weep and mourn but also to meet and make them participate, at least virtually, to the everyday family life. The dead do not speak but watch from above, partecipate and thank.
L'aquila Aftermath
03,32 AM. In the night of 6th April 2009 a terrible earthquaque made crack down the buildings of L’Aquila, city in the center of Italy. A wounded city that slowly, day by day, transfers itself in a tent city and begins to build a new future. In the tents, families broken by death retrieve from rubble the few domestic objects that testify their lives, starting to rebuild a new ordinary life and consolidate old memories. In a blue 5 squared meters tent , with a puppet, a plant, a carpet, it tries to create a newfiamiliar intimacy. Tents are a quick passage in a jurney to acquire a new house but they will be blue/gray gosts that will accompany forever their occupant along the future.
Roma Interiors
"Gypsy Interiors" is a series of portraits capturing the private world of these outwardly loud, vivacious people. Here he finds a rich and profound intimacy, hidden but exhibited among antique furniture, tapestries, paintings, religious images, china, staircases and mirrors, set into large rooms or sometimes minimized in empty spaces waiting to be filled. Images of women sitting on elegant sofas or portrayed during intimate family moments, young people lounging on beds in their luxurious rooms, elders immortalized amongst their mementoes, proud faces of parents admiring their children. These are portraits of a people wanting to show that they have finally succeeded in finding and forging a place and a dignified future within our society, without losing the gypsy values, handed down orally, that come from the hearts of their ancestors.
...Erosion of the walls, the forfeiture of estates, the vegetation that infiltrates between the gates and the windows contrast with the peaceful living of the population is exposed to stop, witness to the ancient rhythms of life and the architectural history that slowly, slowly, over time, are disappearing. ...
Goodbye Block
...Nothing seems to have changed although a few structural changes are visible emphasized above all by satellite dishes appearing from the windows of these large buildings. In those living in these ugly barrack-like building spread all over the former USSR only the faces change physiognomy, ranging from the Mongol features of the Kazakhs and the Uzbeks to the olive skinned faces of the Azerbaijanis, from the blonde hair of the Russians to the dark hair of the Moldavians. Men and women from different and far away countries show themselves off and allow themselves to be photographed in front of the never-ending windows of their homes. These buildings are all identical, grey, monotonous, cubic, even when built thousands of kilometers one from the other.
Kazakistan Oil Fields
The president of Kazakhstan, Nursultan Nazarbaev, forces foreign oil companies to employ a high percentage of Kazakhstan people. In extraction fields, even if situated in the Caspian Sea or in the middle of the steep, the workers have different physiognomies. Tall Yankees mess up with small men with Asiatic eyes, Italian people coming from the Mediterranean sea work next to blond Russian and small Chinese men. They work and live together in barracks mixing different foods and religions without resentment or hatred, in a reciprocal and friendly tolerance. Their faces show the serenity and proud of belonging to this caste of extraordinary and adventurous workers who live for long periods far away from their families.
Interiore Uzbeko
"Interiore" is the only word I have found to describe what I felt among people of Uzbekistan. In means deep, something between "intimate" and "internal". This amazing gentle people welcomed me opening the door of their homes, with the only thing they possess: a great smile. They invited me to eat food on carpets set with bread, grapes, watermelon. Empty but colored and warm houses. During communions, weddings, and parties they always welcomed me with joy even if I could not say a word in Uzbeco or Russian.
Condominio Multietnico
..E tutte queste storie fatte di espressioni, sguardi, sorrisi, ho cercato di coglierle ed impressionale nella carta satinata delle fotografie. Da una semplice stretta di mano e un sorriso di un vicino di casa ho incontrato un mondo africano ricco di semplice cordialità