lo spazio in cui riposerà il senso della vista...quello vero, quello che è legato al pensiero e al cuore...un modo decisamente parallelo..vero e palpabile...come un velo di seta..profondo in me come..come il respiro..

Tuesday, May 30, 2006


Fulmini nel mio cuore...fulmini alla finestra... Posted by Picasa

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Una Stella per caso l�..dove c'� tutto di me... Posted by Picasa

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La notte delle Stelle Posted by Picasa

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Wednesday, May 24, 2006


Un bagno di sangue venoso Posted by Picasa

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Look In The Mirror Posted by Picasa

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tutto come forre in ceramica Posted by Picasa

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un bagno di notte Posted by Picasa

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brutti, stanchi...ma intorno se li guardi bene..sono verdi.. Posted by Picasa

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Once Was Silence Posted by Picasa

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Running under the rain Posted by Picasa

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Star in Red Posted by Picasa

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Luci della ribalta Posted by Picasa

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Run Away, Run Away, Run Away Posted by Picasa

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Tuesday, May 23, 2006


la notte dipingo... Posted by Picasa

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"vorei tornare l� fuori con questi, nudi, senza sandali" Posted by Picasa

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rabbia alle 4 della notte Posted by Picasa

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un venerd� sera... Posted by Picasa

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Monday, May 22, 2006


l� dentro..starei per sempre..in un'auto... Posted by Picasa

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Lago di Lugano Posted by Picasa

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cos� come nel mio cuore i riflessi diventano realt�, la realt� un riflesso Posted by Picasa

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all'ombra del salice Posted by Picasa

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Guardiani Posted by Picasa

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Il giardino dei segreti.. Posted by Picasa

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Lugano Posted by Picasa

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Stazione di Lecco Posted by Picasa

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