There is something magical about travelling by train; you find yourself having two visions at the same time: one external and one internal.
Outside the window, you look out on the world as it passes by, allowing you to lose yourself in the images and our thoughts in total freedom.
“Everything moves, everything runs; things in motion multiply, deform, following each other, like vibrations, in the space they run through…'(from the 1910 ‘Technical Manifesto of Futurist Painting’).
Turning our gaze inwards, to our unknown travelling companions, we can fantasize about their lives. So many different people briefly cross our path, both in terms of social background and ethnicity, but all with great desires and aspirations.
My gaze that day stopped on this boy, always bent over:
Where is your young life taking you?
What have your eyes seen?
Where is your land and who have you been forced to leave behind?
Are you pursuing your dreams?
My photography questions these questions, leaving open questions to which no one can ever give answers.
From “La locomotiva” by Francesco Guccini:
“And one day like the others, but perhaps with more anger in his body
he thought he had a way to right some wrong.
He climbed on top of the sleeping monster, tried to send his fear away.
and before he could think about what he was going to do,
the monster was devouring the plain,
the monster devoured the plain,
the monster devoured the plain…”
Ida Di Pasquale