Invisible Cities

“...the people who move through the streets are all strangers. At each encounter, they imagine a thousand things about one another; meetings which could take place between them, conversations, surprises, caresses, bites. But no one greets anyone; eyes lock for a second, then dart away, seeking other eyes, never stopping...something runs among them, an exchange of glances like lines that connect one figure with another and draw arrows, stars, triangles, until all combinations are used up in a moment, and other characters come on to the scene... …With cities, it is as with dreams: everything imaginable can be dreamed, but even the most unexpected dream is a rebus that conceals a desire or, its reverse, a fear. Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else.” ― Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities The journey inside the city is a path of knowledge and exploration of life, it is not only a way to (re)discover ourselves, to have - along the way - a confirmation of our identity, but on the opposite, it is also the way to become aware - with each new stop, with each new encounter - of what we are not, what we lack and we would like to have, and maybe we will never have. Because, as Italo Calvino writes, “desires are already memories”. As we travel in space but also in time, crossing lives that could have been ours, if only that time would have been our time. Travelling to regain our own past, and, from the signs of the past, even our future.