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I am working in southern Italy doing this very interesting video and architecture project.
No internet connections.
I find myself walking inside the ruins of an old abandoned factory by the sea, touching white stone walls, breathing the sun, imagining what's behind the steamy, trembling air, that only brings wild sun-dried smells.
It's a lot about bells, a church, the sun again, sleepy skinny dogs, the afternoon of little deaths, melting into white stones, and spare 50's projects in the middle of nowhere.
Feel like laying down by the sea like a lazy cat, becoming part of this neverending, tired antiquity.
I am working in southern Italy doing this very interesting video and architecture project.
No internet connections.
I find myself walking inside the ruins of an old abandoned factory by the sea, touching white stone walls, breathing the sun, imagining what's behind the steamy, trembling air, that only brings wild sun-dried smells.
It's a lot about bells, a church, the sun again, sleepy skinny dogs, the afternoon of little deaths, melting into white stones, and spare 50's projects in the middle of nowhere.
Feel like laying down by the sea like a lazy cat, becoming part of this neverending, tired antiquity.
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i wish i was there.