CIBO

CIBO: This photographic project was born from a long path of personal research within my family. There are three of us: me, my father Guerino, my mother Anna. Food has always played an important role in our home, never left anything to chance, never a meal eaten by the good. My father was educated with the old peasant values, where every single element of the earth had to be respected and treated for what it was: food that gives life. My father loves food viscerally, but in the course of his life, like a mocking contrappasso, he got diabetes, a disease where proper nutrition is essential. But he was never careful - how can you be careful when you’re in love? Diabetes has those two basic rules that must never be broken: controlled nutrition and insulin. Just follow them scrupulously to live well, but if you break them you have no escape because diabetes wears you out and destroys you from the inside. My father’s great love for food has led him to need more and more insulin, and insulin, you know, destroys arteries. And so we found Guerino in CPR for a diabetic coma. He recovered by luck, but shortly afterwards there were two heart attacks; then problems with the circulation of the legs, especially of one, which was lost. Despite all this, my father never lost heart and continued to cook, write recipes in his diary and make preserves, even inventing his own "brand", Guerino Forever. Perhaps it is veiled desire for immortality or more simply, knowing my father, it is the hope of never being forgotten. CIBO for me speaks of roots, family. I decided to document some pieces of our daily life, peaceful moments of life after the storm.