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Pingeyri is a place of absences but still it’s a place, only because you can feel those absences, you can look at them. If you miss something it means that something really exists. So Pingeyri exists around the things that are not there, a centimeter ahead and one behind, a moment before and an instant later. Once arrived there I immediately found out that people living there have less than 15 years old or more than 30 years old. The age in between doesn’t exist. Also what doesn’t exist is the unconsciousness, in which at that age you build your still empty and big personality. The one who knows that he’s not a child anymore but still doesn’t know who else should be still doesn’t exist. No one wants to escape somewhere else, independently from where he came from and independently from where else he could go.
L’ adunata degli alpini is an event that takes place annually, on the
second weekend of May in a city of Italy that changes each year. Alpini are
a particular military force, founded in 1872, specialized in mountain
warfare. They are the oldest active mountain infantry corps in the world,
originally created to protect the northern borders of Italy with
Austria-Hungary during World War I.
The commemorative event involves each year 300-400,000 people, which,
gathered in cities where population is estimated to be around 50.000,
truly destabilizes the normal balance of the citizens. Central streets and
outskirts of the city are filled with camping tents, chemical toilets and
improvised barbeques, radically transforming the appearance of the town.
What makes it different from similar italian political or religious
manifestations is the sense of unity and attachment to the country, unlike
any other event - this is why some of them like to be called la meio
fameia (a northern-italian dialectal expression that means ‘the best
Lampedusa is the southernmost island of Italy, it’s small and it has only 6.300 inhabitants. Today it’s one of the most important accesses to Europe. I came in Lampedusa for the first time 3 years ago, documenting more than 20.000 immigrants that were arriving there escaping from their native lands destroyed by war and revolutions, for then coming back there after some months.
What touched me the most during the staying there was the reaction of the “local” people while they were assisting at this invasion.
The inhabitants since 20 years welcome human beings in pursuit for a life with great solidarity and in silence.
They are a small community that has a big respect for the human dignity and they most of all demonstrated that among human beings there could be a pacific coexistence. Simple people with a deep sensitivity that in front of the desperation didn’t fear and have helped instead.
For this reason the island has been candidate at the Nobel Peace Price, a right identification for the people of Lampedusa, devoted since many years to receive immigrants.
Many stories should be narrated, stories of hope, love and unfortunately also sad stories. My interest this time is to people that live in the island and to Lampedusa as a crossing passage, a place of arrival and escape. The following images are the “diary” of who I met during these years, the places I visited, the houses I’ve entered in and it’s the “diary” of what Lampedusa with it’s inhabitants represent to me. It’s a little contribute to give back a minimal part of solidarity to whom have always given much of it without receiving anything in return
Found Photos in Detroit is first of all an archive. Its big format is given by the choice to keep in the book the original format of most of the documents found. Our presence as authors slightly shows up. The choice of making an archive without inserting our name in the cover and the introduction text is just a little sign of the impersonality of the project, at least as it appears. The elements of the book are totally independent from our existence and will, that is why we don’t want to insert any specific author in it. To their existence we only added conservation and diffusion. These images were exposed at damaging atmospheric agents. The area where the photos have been found was completely destroyed and recently reconstructed. It’s evident that the destiny of these documents experienced a big route inversion by meeting us.
During the concert of the Norwey group The Cumshots, Tommy Hol Elingsen, 28 years and Leona Johansson, 21, took the stage, they stripped and had sex in front of the public. It has been shown a billboard to inform that the couple was saving the amazon forest.
During this first performance they have raised 15.000$ from the public but anyone have accepted it. “I don’t see how this can help the rainforest’s safeguard ” said Lars Lovold, director of the Rainforest Founfation Norway and added “we usually accept donations but we say no only if money come from illegal activities “. Tommy and Leona, after that first action, have decided to proceed alone. They define their selves ecoporn activist and today, 10 years after the concert, their website fuckforforest.comfinances each year safety projects for the amazon forest with thousands of euros.
According to a paper of the World Bank on world poverty, Burundi is one of the poorest Countries of the world. Some years ago I’ve been sent here to realize together with an ONG a reportage that could tell the daily life of the people who lives with less than a dollar per day (in this case, not less than 6 cents). So I arrived to Buga village, a few huts spread in a muddy hill, lost in the poorest region of the Country. For many days I couldn’t make a picture that could make any sense. I couldn’t leave the inevitable cliché of the hungry Africa. This is the iconography to which we are becoming indifferent. I’ve started asking my self if I was able to narrate this to a person that, in his house, would read it on a newspaper full of advertising. In the West having money means to have buying power: we accumulate goods, objects, and wealth symbols. But how many object does a person that lives with less than one dollar a day have? What does he safeguard and use on his daily life? I’ve asked to the citizens of Buga to pose for me together with the most precious things that they had. Each of them told me about the small story that linked them to that particular object. These are the stories that I’ve listened to.