Rocks, trees and water
Ticino, the place where I am coming from and where I always come back to, inevitably arises contrasting emotions. On one hand I have countless memories of my childhood spent in a limbo of happiness and lightheartedness. On the other hand I became a powerless witness of deep changes of what I have previously considered to immutable, leaving me with a sense of grey nostalgia.
During my last visit I wanted to record places that inspire me and evoke the feeling of happiness. These are places of absolute beauty that seems to be timeless. However this is only an illusion and they will likely to change: like water gently carving the granite, river shaping the valley and clouds filtrating a ray of light.