I finished to set up everything.

Now the website should be complete and browsable, I just need to improve the navigation with the right-column menu, and I’ll start with the alternative styles.

Also the Blue-Orange style is usable, but I still need to change it a lot. It’s more an experiment than a style, but I’m proud that I managed to implement it.

Shy brushes …
… my skin blushes.
Warm shivers,
around your knees.

It’s dark,
but I can feel
your eyes
watching me.

That pleasure
blocks off me.
I can’t escape
I’m dying slowly.

I’m nearly done,
I stretch my arm.
I want the proof
you are real.

You take my hand,
I lose my control.
Frantic moments wraps
the smell in the air.

Lemon drops
scars my cheeks,
giving vent to my lost
and frightened soul.

You are still there.
Appeasing me
with comfort,
and peace.

Don’t go away.

… after a month and more of work, I managed to set up this, new, website.

Website… yes. It’s the right word.
Cause my first objective was to make things better, so to have just a blog wasn’t enough anymore.

After a year, I think that I can say my blog experiment worked.
I have some readers, and also, I have a lot of things to write.

Several sections are still “to write”, however, I’m quite satisfied of the re-organization.

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I don’t know exactly when my passion for photography begun.

Probably, my father hand on me some of his eye for the nice things.
Probably, I should say “curiosity”. That’s what we have in common.
But we enjoy photography in two different ways.

When I was a child, I always saw him do a lot of photos of the places where we travelled, but I never saw him watch them.
My house is full of slides, forgotten in dusty boxes.

I understand vaguely that in the meaning of this, there is the key of things that feels very important to me.

I had always a good feeling with ‘the beautiful’, even if I start only now to live photography in a more active way.

I started at the end of 2006 to test myself in this kind of “what I consider an art”.
My initial approach was scientific, I tryed to understand all the dynamics from the “push button moment” to the “view the photo” one.

“Learning by Doing”, that was always been my motto in every activity in my life.

Now, an entire year is passed, and with this new website coming I can’t not start to do things better, publishing the notes on my diary about photography in this section.

In the future, I will also publish day by day articles about my photographic experiences hoping that you will enjoy them or find them useful.

Time passes fast, like a flooding river.

Things never change, like old man’s pride.

Sometimes I stop, and look behind me.

I lost so much. I gain as many.

I don’t see anyone, and that reassure me.

Who are you, what do you want from me.

The right path, is the lonely one.

Don’t go away again, I’ll stay with you forever.

I like cats.

Cats are the most independent and noble animal in the world.
Also, they are faithful, thankful, lovely.

When I’m really, really sad, I just lye flat with my cat and show her my love, stroking her gently the more I can.
She is the only one that returns to me my affection.

But after a dozen of minutes, I must lift up myself.
I go to the bathroom, to puke, and cry.

My lungs can’t tolerate so much cat hair,
and my eyes became too baloons.

Am I alergic to cats? Or just to love?

I hate myself.