"Do not ignore evils, miseris succurrere disco"
There is a middle ground.
In which the flourishing prosperity of Nature and the fragility of Man share a loving care for those who suffer an adverse destiny.
The borders of the territories and what is human are overcome.
The arms receive protection from the life they support.
Trees are breasts they feed. And closed eyes seek traces of what has been and is no longer.
Text by Giuseppina Ottieri