A travel. A transit. The transformation of objects, of landscapes, of individual.
The suburb, with its fleeting transit, represents the soul of what is going to change.
What do we leave behind us, during our transit?
I took pictures of the landscape during my several movements between Bari and Rome. The routine made from this continuous travel, made me think about and observe the transit and landscape.
Everything appears the same even during its endless transformation. The houses are always in the same place; some areas are under construction and let us think about a sudden urban center.
It's some years I have collected notes about my movements, trains, planes, walking directionless. The movement helps me to discover traces of a quotidian non-visible imaginary.
A thin line that blends the moment with the event. What changes? What will we leave after our transit? Momentary traces of a center-suburb that repeat themselves at each stop.
Indefinable notes of an unknown transit, but present. Visions, hints, transformations.
I took pictures behind the window, behind a glass (full of dust, rain and experiences) and I realized that the there was also my mirrored transit on the other side of the train.
From one part to the other, the city seems to continue, in perspective, multiplying its repertory of images: but instead it has no thickness, it consists only of a face and an obverse, like a sheet of paper, with a figure on either side, which can neither be separated nor look at each other. Italo Calvino
The mutation. A picture into a picture, a story inside a story, the other's presence.
Photographic exhibit of 12 pictures 80 x 60 cm
Artist book handmade in 2015 wood folder 21 x 30 cm
Castello Svevo, Bari 2011