A nocturnal windstorm blows across the snow-covered mountains of Valtellina, transforming the landscape into a rarefied vision.
The gusts lift the snow like passing clouds, drawing ethereal and ghostlike forms, light yet powerful, made visible by the moonlight brushing the suspended ridgelines.
Everything moves, but in silence. It’s a suspended, mysterious energy crossing the sky with the gentleness of a breath.
Deep blue tones, vaporous textures, and glowing trails along the peaks give the scene a graphic, painterly, surreal aesthetic: almost like a vibration under the breath of the wind, with snow brushstrokes in the sky bringing the landscape to life through invisible forces.
The mountain’s white skin no longer feels like solid matter, but like a dissolving body, sculpted by wind and night.
Born in Milan on November 28, 1977, I’ve been living in Bormio for many years, where I work as a ski instructor and draw endless inspiration from the surrounding mountains and nature.
Photography, to me, is not just about representation, it’s about interpretation.
Many of my..
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