The cantata of odd days -

I have always thought that the city of Naples had two forces within it. The first, the strongest, pushes you to go far away thinking you have greater possibilities that you don't perceive in the existing social and environmental fabric. The second takes shape and materializes when, from afar, you look back, mature and aware, at the journey you have made. It turns into an impetuous force that acts through memories and nostalgia, pushing you to return with the vain attempt to understand the city and accept it by observing it with different eyes. This project is about my return to a city I left more than thirty years ago. A place that I still struggle to accept and understand.