In the heart of Corvo Island, the smallest and most remote of the Azores archipelago, the volcanic caldera opens like an ancient eye turned toward the sky.
A natural amphitheater shaped by time, where green slopes descend toward circular lakes, grassy islets, and fields bordered by old stone walls draped in hydrangeas.
The deep blue lakes dot the bright green floor of the caldera like fragments of sky fallen to earth, like open eyes gazing into the planet’s geological memory.
Nothing moves but the light. This is a landscape written with the slow gestures of nature.
Where fire and lava once roared at the heart of an ancient volcano, time now seems to have stopped.
And silence takes form as a living memory of the Earth: a garden shaped over ages by lava, wind, and light.
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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