Bologna — In Bologna there is a little square in which, every Friday, a artists’ market take place. Today, someone putting their poems for sale in an old paper box. I picked the one you can see here. In English, according to Google Translate, sounds like “There is a damn illusion in this world that could be cut with mascarpone”.
Bologna — Today I had my first Mokuhanga lesson. It’s Mokuhanga that produced the Ukiyo-e masterpieces of Hiroshige. It’s made of wood, ink and hands: my hands drawing and cutting. It wasn’t easy, and I made ma...
Bologna — “Self-portraiture has become the defining visual genre of our confessional age: the sheer volume of contemporary self-portraits defies enumeration” (James Hall, The Self-Portrait: a Cultural History)....
Bologna — Cosa succede se un gruppo di persone sceglie un libro da imparare a memoria, parola dopo parola, e decide di abitare una biblioteca per qualche giorno, in attesa che qualcuno gli chieda di raccontargl...
The blue hour.
Walking and drawing.
Green on blue.
Whitman & sweets.
Looking up #3
Looking up #2
Looking up #1
Il potere della musica.
Shining on leaves.
By heart.
Yes, it's a selfie.
Reading on seeing.
Street poetry.
"It's not perfect but yet it's still beautiful".
Walking in the city, with cherry blossoms.
Working.
'Round midnight.