Artwork description:

It appeared one night in late May. A lone firefly in front of the terrace of my house.
I waited impatiently to see them again, determined to spend as much time with them as possible, obviously trying not to disturb them.
Fireflies don't like noise or lights, and they certainly don't like human presence, so after hiding, I remained motionless with my Pentax pointed in their direction, waiting for them to regain their confidence and return to sending those light signals that are so extraordinarily meaningful and poetic to us humans.
Pier Paolo Pasolini, an Italian filmmaker and poet, wrote in the 1970s that the fireflies were vanishing a metaphor for the loss of innocence and beauty in a modernizing world. He was right. Today, we are surrounded by streetlights, concrete, and constant noise.
With my photographs, I try to talk about this too, because nature is a comfort for the soul and we should take care of it.
Gelatin silver print in a limited edition of 25 copies.

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Printed on photographic fiber based paper

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