The Good Man

Rummaging through the photos brings back memories of people who are alive in the memory of every present moment even if they have not been there for some time. It happens because in life everyone encounters good and evil, here, he is the good: uncle Peppino.He worked at Italsider first, and then at Cementir, his overalls were always dirty with dust, his hands calloused for … Continua a leggere The Good Man


As a young girl, I volunteered with the Sisters of Mother Teresa of Calcutta, I met many homeless, dirty, drunk, sick. I often felt disgusted and wondered why they wasted their lives.There were situations of all kinds, many of them I could not accept, others understand them, however they existed and they were not just outside of me. Then, in the midst of so much … Continua a leggere Pascà