Milan, 2017

Unknown ceilings.

Indiscreet eyes of our sleep,
a silent voyeurism,
a blushing plaster of our motion,
too malicious sometimes,
too innocent at others.

A mute observer of the slow fading
of two bodies.

A series of ceilings I photographed when I woke up in an unfamiliar bed.
Every single photo is catalogued with date, time and place. Together they become a photo album of my family, friends, lovers and strangers even though their bodies are not present.

The ceiling is here the main protagonist who silently observes the exchange of bodies and their disappearance.