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“Undisturbed” exhibition has been held in the Cabot University of Rome, Italy, in November 2013
One day a bust without a head thought he’d rest, undisturbed. He thought he’d kidnap me into his den of leaves and spiders. I noticed the obstinate indifference in the fissures, and in a breath he went inside. One afternoon at the park a carp thought to erase all distance and to reunite a few elements. Air, earth, water. Deep down, even my camera fears me. Mine is not a job. A photographer, I photograph everything. It is a way of being and therefore there is no way to stop. Through simple ocular vision I photograph, because I can’t not.