Solodyn And Headaches

On the feeling of the neighborhood lost

Partiamo con il dire che è questo è un servizio per un'emergente stilista, Arianna Isotti, e per la sua nuova collezione "d'ARIA"...di conseguenza il testo che ho scritto non è, come in the other post on the photo itself, but the context in which I found to work. The location of the set is the wonderful mountain area district, Rome, here I had the opportunity to know the wonderful people I have found to work, of course, Arianna Isotti stylist, the makeup artist Marina Macii, the beautiful model Michelle (http : / / michelab.it /), the excellent assistant and photographer around the backstage Luca Latrofa. A more particular thought goes to those who have done part of the set in various ways, Gerard, Vincent, Matias and other people present there. The text that I wrote as it is put into this context that I have lived in those streets and those people who showed me a side his humanity until now I had never met before and I very much hope that they can live again.

pictures and words to you ...

Sarà tra sospirati sentieri e lievi sguardi

che vedrò scorrer via

questa fornicante moltitudine d’anime inespresse,

here in ancient stone and twisted air

feel the mood to come to life

beyond the formalities of the time.

faint spectra will guide my steps

whispering of the events experienced mutations

where people and deeds were nothing

unless extensions will of a melancholy pleasant place,

fascinating mysteries and vicissitudes of the crypt,

for whose secrets

every essence

taking shape their existing knowledge

through the word of others,

fruitful source that diversity in its perfection.

So unexpected encounters between wandering and you want to wake,

go touching those preserved shadows

sealed between rioters minds and raging passions,

forced between feverish meat and poetic instincts ...

and still lives at the point of flooding the earth

with tumultuous and violent apparitions visionary

be where and die

lose substance

before the magnificence of birth.

Scattered between oneiric phantasmagoria so sound,

evocations of a disconnect than our local entities,

go on rising emotional grotesque foul language ...

manifest unconscious representations,

materializations so virtuously fairs

to make that heart and head

should be moving in unison

in a sea of \u200b\u200bfruit that seems uneasy dreams

some unclean abstract

touched by the dark.

... and I loved those few moments as likely

that I seem to hear even

quell'eccelse notes received

had a moment of silent assent
...

and all of a sudden

was shaken by the collagenase substrate of this immense life ...

vibrating air.

RLV