river bank

do not disturb

cactus

old yellow thing

cold landscape

the smoking mountain

tree

#!*@ billboard

laguna beach

time's a wheel

self-portrait #1

presence

four towers

one tower

progress in progress

dune

water alley

the rock face

sweet sweet europe

light - under the sky

above the sky

light and shade in paris

leaves

the long and winding road

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It's my long and winding road to home. I've driven on it a million times and, probably, I've never watched it.... I just needed a shot taken while driving in a winding mid-autumn day to appreciate the beauty of a non-sense non-place: I mean, there's nothing special, it's just a piece of road in a western province, lost at boudaries of reality. But it's a road, it's my road and it takes about 5 minutes to get it through by car. And I do that every day, at least twice. It must have a meaning....

my monkey

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the village

the biker

I am very proud of this picture! It's been taken by my girlfriend after a long afternoon ride in India. The funniest part of it is that it was the first time I drove a motorbike.... I've never driven more than a moped before. And if you ever been to India you know what's driving the wrong side (the left side) in a road plenty of craters and one footh speed breakes and where nobody respects any road rule. But it was great and I felt cool because of the wind among my hair, under that big sun, among fields, temples and sadhus.... Anyway it's my way to see the world while I'm driving my first motorbike miles away from home....

If you ever go to India for a ride remember to take an eyes on the porks that are waiting for tourists before crossing the street!

unity is strength

the west is the best

"The west is the best" said Jim Morrison in "The End". Well, I have to say: yes it is!

Do you think it's a set? No it's the west life! If you go and see that useless piece of land between New York and Los Angeles you'll find that there exists a world that many of us believe it's dead. Well, Elvis is sound and safe and cowboys and Indians, as well. Everything it's big, wonderful and as free as the wind. You'll love it especially if you like spaghetti westerns. Even the white trash way of life it's not so bad... As for me I like it!

foggy cliffs

in ancient days

crime scene

welcome to hell

Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura chè la diritta via era smarrita.

Ahi quanto a dir qual era è cosa dura esta selva selvaggia e aspra e forte che nel pensier rinova la paura!

Tant'è amara che poco è più morte; ma per trattar del ben ch'i' vi trovai, dirò de l'altre cose ch'i' v'ho scorte.

Io non so ben ridir com'i' v'intrai, tant'era pien di sonno a quel punto che la verace via abbandonai.

Ma poi ch'i' fui al piè d'un colle giunto, là dove terminava quella valle che m'avea di paura il cor compunto,

guardai in alto, e vidi le sue spalle vestite già de' raggi del pianeta che mena dritto altrui per ogne calle.

Allor fu la paura un poco queta che nel lago del cor m'era durata la notte ch'i' passai con tanta pieta.

E come quei che con lena affannata uscito fuor del pelago a la riva si volge a l'acqua perigliosa e guata,

così l'animo mio, ch'ancor fuggiva, si volse a retro a rimirar lo passo che non lasciò già mai persona viva.

light

darkness

the shining hole

on the mother road 66

cheer up: it can be fine

the girl and the castle

doll happiness

piss out

FREEway

urban life decadence

the stargazed bog

western provinces

close friends

In the Italian hot sunny beaches you can get a vision. I don't know if this is due to the sun or to the nature that build a magical effect on its 'ora panica'. Anyway, this is my vision taken as a first shot of my blog: eleven close friends, talking to each other, sunbathing and messed by the wind, doing small talks just like the nearby humans.

At first I thought I had taken a much more intimist photo, something gloomy and pensive... you know... trash bins on a white sand beach, on their own, the background of a bare hill... Well, the conclusion is: there's something good and nice and hidden in everything (???).