A solitary figure floats above the ruins of Marechiaro, suspended between stone and sky. The body is caught in mid-air, weightless, almost unreal, breaking the stillness of an ancient structure shaped by time and erosion.
The rough texture of the ruins contrasts with the smooth emptiness of the sky, creating a tension between permanence and transience. The human presence feels fragile, temporary, while the stone below carries the memory of centuries
In Marechiaro, where land meets the sea and history lives in fragments, this moment becomes something symbolic. A gesture of escape, freedom, or surrender. The exact meaning is left open, held somewhere between gravity and silence.







