There are places that emerge in front of us as a direct expression of our own mood. Nature becomes a manifestation and pure expression of our own feelings, transcending the materiality of the elements that compose it.
There are places that emerge in front of us as a direct expression of our own mood. Nature becomes a manifestation and pure expression of our own feelings, transcending the materiality of the elements that compose it.
You cannot know what dimension was… In which edge of dimension Emily is living… Secret Garden, Limbo or Purgatory. Whatever existence it was, she was there…
Roberto De Mitri, an Italian fine-art photographer, is also a businessman based in Lecce. He took the pseudonym Tunguska.RdM, with which started and continues to take pictures.
The words I never said to you. The words I wanted to say. The unmeaning sense of those words that I never had the opportunity to tell.