Each of us in certain moments of life feels attracted or almost sucked in by people or elements that recall a
our pleasure, depending on our personal fees.
About a year ago on a summer trip along the A16 motorway or better “Autostrada dei due mari” my gaze was
sling over the expanses of plains that surrounded it.
During the year the memories and the shots with the eyes inside the bus, crossed my mind, so with the advent
of spring I decided to go back.
When I ventured into the plains I felt a sense of infatuation, almost falling in love.
All so simple and subtractive, but full inside.