Rain (2019)

It rains... this rain seems like a miracle to heaven: I would pay for it. I open the often closed window of my room: a thousand drops of water fall, between the ruscelli tiles and the gutters are resurrected from the water that refreshes and purifies the air. I'm looking for peace because I don't feel well. Read more

For you...

The music sounds after this busy and full day when I collided with fears and fainting. Looking for heat in too cold, trying to cool in too much boiling. I look for an oasis in the sand. I look for human people with whom to exchange feelings and find the same harmony of communication and exchange. Tomorrow Read more

Lidia

On January 19, 2019, you left us, this afternoon (23 January) around 3:30 p.m. you became "terra". The fire that transforms you took you away without me seeing you one last time! It's hard Lidia. There is and I feel a great emptiness! You said hi a few days. Read more