An African sunset ignites like a silent fire.
The sun, perfectly round, burns on the horizon like an incandescent eye, still and sovereign.
Around it, the savannah contracts into a dark silhouette: dry trees, twisted branches, black shapes standing like ink drawings on a page of fire.
The sky is a vast field of red and orange, pulsing and alive, each cloud charged with glow.
It’s not just light: it’s matter, contrast, symbol.
A real landscape that transforms, as if the earth itself were fading into a burning vision.
It’s an image that manages to evoke a scent, a sensation, a sensory memory that belongs only to this place: the smell of red, warm, living earth.
It is the very essence of Africa: something only the heart of those who have been there can recognize, even before memory does.
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.
Many of my..
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