Marco Borla

Parents left for summer holidays, the house is empty. On the one hand I will probably find space for my existence or I will not be urged by feelings of invasion that sometimes can come from noises, attitudes and cohabitation itself, on the other is a little sad the moment of transition. There we go. Read more

Notes of humanity, of pleasant humanity. A humanity that is transformed by the dream created by some notes and expressions of image that manage to take us on a journey to say little unique! Without knowing we opened that image and listened to a few notes to a delicate volume; we listened and gave Read more