An African savannah, silent and still beneath the stars.
Tall grass unfolds in the foreground like a golden carpet of light, while trees on the horizon turn into black silhouettes, standing like sentinels.
It’s a moonless night, the starlit sky spreads out crisp and clear, constellations visible like points in an ancient language.
Skies like this are a rare privilege: Namibia is one of the few places on Earth where the stars appear so numerous, so alive — and the sky feels truly closer.
A powerful light, distant and mysterious, rises at the horizon — or perhaps sets — painting the sky with surreal hues.
The night transforms: the long exposure hides the darkness, and the landscape becomes vision.
In this starlit silence, even time seems astonished, as if the sky were holding its breath.
It is the savannah, and yet also a dream. A fragment of the real world opening to wonder.
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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