A facade. Hiding structural elements. A facade. Covered by a structure. A facade. Touched by shadows. A triple layer of structures. Manmade, and naturally produced. Yet, in the end, all we are going to see is a facade. With its windows, its reflections, its aging.

At the construction site.

At the construction site. Details of what lays underneath our everyday life. Layers and layers of them. Nice to see them grow until, one day, they'll be invisible.

My father's 1964 Velosolex.

The beauty of machines. The beauty of details.

The violin is playing. Behind a window. Of our home of perceptions!

Venice. Piazza San Marco. 2009

Venice. Palazzo delle Esposizioni "Making Worlds" - I Giardini. 2009

Waiting for a train. Milan, Italy. 2009

Stillness. Voices. Will fishes get caught? Pallanza, Italy. 2009

Ropes. Waves. And the smell of the lake. 2009.

Pattern of nature. 2009.

Frame within a frame. 2009

A store. A window. Music and Literature. 2009.

Cannobio, Italy. 2009

My place. Objects. Desire to travel. With my mind? 2009

Cannobio, Italy. A wall. One door. 2009.

Bellinzona, Switzerland. A monument. To remember. 2009

Bellinzona, Switzerland. The gate in front of my place. 2009.

Cannobio, Italy. Along the boardwalk. 2009.

Bellinzona, Switzerland. At the construction site. 2009.

Bellinzona, Switzerland. At the construction site. 2009

Bellinzona, Switzerland. Industrial area. 2009.