Monday, November 27, 2017

A constant presence

Living by the sea is a privilege. Like sitting close to a wise man without uttering a word.
You don't need to ask. It's a compass for senses, a mental point of attraction.

The sea knows all human needs, pains or doubts and gives all answers to the good listener,
disclosing other questions that we were not aware having inside.



Saturday, November 25, 2017

A Promising Day

It's 6:50 in the morning and the aircraft were I'm sitting on is taxing to reach the end of the lane for take off. Now that I'm fastened to my window seat, I can really see how the weather is like. When I took my taxi from the hotel in Mougins, ten minutes to five, it was still night. The weather here on the ground, at sea level in Nice, is not really promising. Still, I'm confident that above the clouds things can only get better. In Graz, where I'm flying back, the weather won't be much better. I have to be happy of the hour I'm going to spend over there, some kilometers above.

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Friday, November 24, 2017

Alone in the park

Then came that gloomy and cold Sunday afternoon, when you took your son to his first volleyball match since you came to live in Austria and, understandably, few minutes before entering the field, he said he would prefer you were not there, among the crowd of frantic parents, as he was feeling nervous and full of doubts. So you decided to take a walk around the desert campus park, warming up your mobile camera and reflecting upon the meaning of parenthood.




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Thursday, November 23, 2017

Antibes

I'm enjoying half a day off in Antibes. While wandering through the alleys of the old town, accompanied by some team mates of mine, I'm exploring the opportunities of the new SW technologies and the allure of de-saturation.



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Sunday, November 5, 2017

A Summer Flashback

The main problem I have started facing, recently, is that I'm used to start projects and no longer taking them to an end. My "darkroom" folder is filling up with partial works that I temporarily park, forget and never find again the will and the time enough for opening them again and completing. This is an example that I need to remember to complete. A Summer flashback, an afternoon spent on the top of the windy island of Brac, last September.



Saturday, November 4, 2017

Hotel Rooms

A great opportunity for a great day. Sunday morning in Mougins, Cote d'Azur, France. Nothing better that waking up to the sound of birds singing in the wood just behind the hotel and the wind tossing the treetops.


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