The project “Wounded Woods” I have developed within the last year and is continually evolving.
The woods above my home town in the Piedmont / Northern Italy were still not there until about 40 years ago. From the lake to far up in the mountains everything was then terrassed and cultivated. The houses were inhabited and the gardens laid out. Today, the forest has quickly recaptured the gardens and houses.
But most of the forest is lost there. It is mostly difficult to access and is often not managed by the owners or the state. The forest floor is so matted that no other plant can grow between the trees. The trees often stand very close together and take each other’s air for breathing. Over the years, wind and weather have created bizarre shapes. Thus, over time, a barren desert landscape emerges in the forest. There you can not hear a bird singing, it is unusually quiet there. Totally untypical for a forest as you know it.
I try to capture this bizarre forms and the mystic mood through my black & white photographs.