I speak to you, I hear you
A melody sung by the wind across the desert and heard by a flute, a melody sung by a flute over the desert and heard by the wind.
Tightrope walker
When a fragile moonbeam falls before your feet, like a rope passing over oceans and skies, it is time to dare toto walk it in equilibrium between madness and wisdom.
Seeing all those stars of the skies that we have inside
-Why have you brought me to this dark place inhabited only by the spirits?–..No, no: you are looking in the wrong place because you are searching in the void of nothingness where you fear to lose yourself: don’t you see that we are made of stars ?!-
In the night’s casket
The rosy dawn clothed in blue invokes from the pastures of the sky swarms of fireflies and stars to return to the casket of night.
A mirage in the night
For a moment he saw her among the stars, but when he looked closer she was no longer there, only the sea of sand and the stars remained.
Tightrope walker
When a fragile moonbeam falls before your feet, like a rope passing over oceans and skies, it is time to dare to walk it in equilibrium between madness and wisdom.
Sleeping Ottartirotua
A enigmatic dream
Castaway among sea tales
A sea of lost tales opens up in a dreamer’s room as he falls asleep.
The architect’s door
Ruler, compass and lead: an open door towards a city in the style of the past, present and future.
Towards new horizons
The limits of a human are his own horizons,that separation line between earth and sky,between finite and infinite,between reality and fiction,between actor and spectator,between those who sleep and those who dream,between those who live and those who love.