April

14.5.13


April left behind a feeling of undone. An impression of unexpressed and misunderstanding. It was a bipolar month of serenity and uncomfortable fears, a slow awakening from hibernation. My visit home and my birthday were the most important events, but I will also remember my long afternoon city walks, under the constant threat of rain.   

floral studies

10.5.13


I love tulips. In case they are white, then love is not enough – I adore them. Back in February, I brought home a lovely bunch of them, for a floral/light photo study. I found that the shadowy and a little bit low light ambients are those I mostly love to take photo in, even if my little miss Margot is ISO inadequate for that kind of sets. 

It's Friday and it's raining (obviously!). It's going to be a working weekend for me – no complains here, I love my creative life – but I will try to find time for myself, and for my friends Rushdie, Grass and Shafak, waiting patiently for me on the nightstand,  in the rare moments when I'm away from computer.  

Have a great weekend friends. 

small escapes

9.5.13


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And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
― Kurt Vonnegut
Life doesn't stop to surprise me, and some people call it karma. Bad and good sometimes come together, in such a Woody Allenesque way. I asked myself the same question and thought for a moment that all of the present – the sadness, the morning rays, the fears, the disappointment, but also the strength, the hope, this cup of coffee and the endless possibilities – is all mine. Just like the decision to focus my energy on building the new.

spring in Milan

3.5.13


When the spring comes, with its promises in the air, something inusual happens. Spring and Autumn mean and bring visible change in our lives; light clothes, open windows, more colors, flowers, motion. More than once I saw people smile, even if they were walking alone. Obviously, it put a smile to my face too. I love when people smile alone, that's the real smile of happiness, since it's natural and out of conventional contexts. I do it myself, although it's embarrassing if other people caught me.

This spring brought me bad news too: my bike was stolen two weeks ago. It was an inexpensive vintage bike, I really liked. Maybe this will sound weird, but I experienced thief for the first time in my life. Now, I'm looking for another old gracious lady like my stolen Gina. I don't want to miss the Milan blooming Spring. 

Wish you all a great weekend!

Caroline Gomez

2.5.13


Today I have something unique to share with you. The stunning work by Caroline Gomez left me speechless. Subtle, simple and highly original, it's already on the top of my favorite things list. She describes her work as natural and slow design, devoted to creating objects in limited series as a celebration of natural raw materials and craftsmanship. 

This multitalented lady has soft spot for photography and publishing, too and SLØ magazine is the icing on the cake with its inspiring contents and refreshing moods.

Wish you all a lovely spring afternoon.