I like to photograph places. Spaces where it is left a trace of a passage, an activity, a life. Marks of the buildings and objects in space are to me as an alternation between full and empty or, as in music, between sounds and silences. An abandoned place, as a factory put into disuse, is the best place where you can see this. The architecture in black and white are like skeletons, cathedrals of silence where an imaginary past emerges between the walls and the spaces where the grass has grown in years.
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