You sit on a dirty window of the train that from Fiumicino crosses Rome, direction Fara Sabina. While the train runs, you capture what you “see”, you freeze what is passing in front of you. And the “Eternal” city deny itself, it becomes a common place where people live, sometimes along the rails, where graffiti are color splashes in the walls, were your camera shows much more then what your eyes could physically see.
16 photographs, 100×60 cm
Limited edition of 10 on Archival Pigment Prints
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Molto bella “E la città “eterna” si nega”.
Delle foto, mi piace in particolare la 07.
ciao ciao
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