BEHIND THE LIGHTS
Behind the Lights
I live in a small mountain village in Piedmont in Northern Italy. The houses are very close together. During the day, the glare of the sun is only partially penetrating the narrow streets. The game of light and shadow changes almost every second. The same setting looks different every day and at any time. For me, the theme serves as a metaphor that goes through my whole life. In addition to the visible and explainable, the invisible and the incomprehensible also exist at the same time. What happens behind the lights, behind the visible?