A line of light cuts through the sky, revealing the horizon before the day has even begun.
At 12,000 meters above ground, a flying airplane captures dawn in its purest state: a perfect transition between the warm, reassuring tones of red and yellow, and the cold, deep hues of blue and black, where the sun is not yet visible, but its presence is already reshaping the sky.
The natural light, filtered through the airplane window, settles gently into chromatic bands, creating a composition that is abstract yet deeply real.
The image is devoid of figures, yet charged with tension. The landscape dissolves into pure color, like a painted field suspended between earth and sky, almost a silent tribute to Rothko.
There is no land, no scenery: only the breath of a world awakening, without boundaries, in an inner horizon.
Born in Milan on November 28, 1977, I’ve been living in Bormio for many years, where I work as a ski instructor and draw endless inspiration from the surrounding mountains and nature.
Photography, to me, is not just about representation, it’s about interpretation.
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