Tag: story

per le strade: chaperone

reflected realities: return to the city beyond

“I have to admit I didn’t expect to see you here ever again.” “Suppose I missed this hole way too much to resist its appeal.” She smiled. “If you weren’t who you are it would sound almost believable, but since you are exactly who you are it means something has

cinematic stills: ragazza magica

The thing I love the most about street photography is how sometimes the right person walks into the right setting and you have only that one moment to catch it. All you have to do is have your senses open and be ready… Soundtrack: Jovanotti “Ragazza magica” (click here to

dreamscapes: waiting

One of the (many) reasons why I converted fully to Fujifilm camera was the fact that I can do pretty much everything in-camera, and as far as Im concerned their soft focus filter is made for catching dreams like this in the soft spring light… Soundtrack: Richard Marx “Until I

per le strade: secret places IV

Angels. They can be sweet, they can be spooky. Look. Here’s one over there. Watching over you or warding someone from you? Who can tell? All I know for sure is that this is my city of angels… Soundtrack: Thirty Seconds to Mars “City of Angels” (click here to listen)

per le strade: secret places III

“Wait a minute,” she said. “Let me remember how your name feels on my lips, how your voice caresses my mind.” Soundtrack: Marco Mengoni “Sai che” (click here to listen)

chiaroscuro: i have to go

Soundtrack: MGT & Ville Valo “Knowing me, knowing you” (click here to listen)

per le strade: the pigeon lord

Ah, piazza San Marco, you wonderful stage of the theater of life. So many shows going on there simultaneously – romances, dramas, comedies, mysteries, thrillers, you name it. People are both actors and audience there all at once. If I dont watch myself, I can end up spending half a

dreamscapes: where nobody goes

They had set their encounter in a suburban part of the city, the abandoned district where nobody dared venturing out of free will and for good reason. Stories of ancient spirits lurking around looking for their wrongdoers were too detailed to be just imagination.  Where are you? Soundtrack: Madonna “Ghosttown”

dreamscapes: fear

Gaia remembered the first weeks, even months after moving to live in the city were petrifying. She would mostly sit in her room and listen to the sounds of the streets invading her room through the open window – voices of people passing by, dogs barking, bells ringing – and

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