"We leave, we all leave…, sometimes without even knowing that we're crossing the lines and leaving people behind, but we're not aware of it we say, right?
PRINTEMPS
"A story written through the lenses of words and photographs..."
SPES.
DRIZZLING AS SKY
You drizzle every single time as the memories start to come by. They come and go, they never cease as they are created to be. They come and go for them to be wanted even more.
AIM TO REPAIR...
…those roots that are quite done at this point, but still doing something, while remaining still as stones in the, laid on the concrete in the dry days of summer.
They do remember those thing, they do..., even more than I could ever be able to.
D'AVOIRE
The Sunset raises its last goodbyes for the city to see, stand still and simply with nothing left to do but admiring.
...IL CANTIERE
What we tend to see in the morning it's just a minuscular hint of what would actually be in front of...
17TH
PAlermo
It is too arid and dry to look up but yet... I get to see what I thought I would have just had an hint of. A thought, an idea, a dream... that would have ended up making me perceive something..., a thing..., a day
-...
WAY BACK
Past. Present. Future.
SILKY AS AN HONEST GAZE
July 20th 2022
MAGGIOLINO
Agosto 14th 2022
STORIES BY PRINTEMPS
Official Poetry Portfolio
BOUQUET
A bouquet got to be thrown by the hands of everyone that are allowed to... We get to share that..., we get to pass the torch to the so-called, next as..., this one moment, gets to be recognised as "the..."
ABOUT ME
Unveiling the Writer
BIO
People change every single time. The change in a year, in a moment and, most of the times, in an instant. For this reason what I do mainly focuses on ordinary people in their own simplicity and complexity. They happen to always be the main characters of my stories, whether they are written or told through photographs and videos. Memories, feeling and emotions are another feature that highly characterizes what I do, or at least what I would like to portray.Â
So in conclusion I wouldn't call myself nor a photographer, or a writer or else at the moment but, if I will eventually do that, deep down, I will still see myself as the one that needed to say something, and now the tool that she has are words written on a paper surface, then turned into an image and then a video.