Why Genoa living light?

Taking pictures is an essential part of me, a basic need I might say. My approach is totally instinctive and only in the action of shooting I usually find the correct rhythm and timing, allowing me to create a series of harmonies or disharmonies.

Genoa structurally expresses this concept of ambiguity, harmonies and disharmonies; with the continuous overlapping of different plans, in her extremes of light and darkness, in the general tendency toward vertical lines in human architecture, as opposed to the absolute horizontal wilderness of the sea.

Different perspectives evolving rapidly: you never find what you left, just a short time before. It is usual here, as being surprised by the unexpected. This town is always reshaping as a fluid matter, the making and unmaking of the waves very similar to the uninterrupted modifying of lights and shadows at any time during the day.

The light of Genoa is intense, reflected off the sea in the narrow skies of her alleyways, her “carrugi”, or triumphing on the broad horizon of her harbour. Blinding and purifying, the light hits the old paving stones, creeps everywhere like a gust of wind, stops unexpectedly in a corner, inside a church, and finally passes by the Staglieno hill. Living light, like water or wind, moving and moving. Like Genoa.