work
Vittorio Emanuele I
| category | Photography |
| subject | Architecture |
| tags | architettura, fine art, fotografia, palazzi abbandonati, luce, Caravaggio, architettura italiana, fotografia interni |
| base | 120 cm |
| height | 90 cm |
| depth | 0 cm |
| year | 2017 |
Photographic print on fine art baritate paper mounted on aluminum dibond panel and framed with black aluminum frame (1 cm)
9 editions 120x90 cm and 5 editions 185x138 cm
The main hall of a noble palace built in the late '600. The names of the places are omitted to preserve its safety.
This palace is part of the ten palaces to which I am most fond for majesty, it was my first extremely luxurious noble palace to be explored, so I always keep a pleasant memory.
I am so fond of this building that over the years I have returned many times to be able to photograph the rooms with different light temperatures, with the change of seasonal light and the hours of the day. I often come back to a place, but in this I will be back 6-7 times.
In this shot I waited for the soft light of a sunset of a winter day. In the dark rooms a last ray of light peeped out from the balcony behind. I wanted to capture the melancholy of the moment with this semi-destroyed armchair and these two noble and artistic caryatids who seemed to appreciate my discretion and my intent to give it a last noble tribute.
9 editions 120x90 cm and 5 editions 185x138 cm
The main hall of a noble palace built in the late '600. The names of the places are omitted to preserve its safety.
This palace is part of the ten palaces to which I am most fond for majesty, it was my first extremely luxurious noble palace to be explored, so I always keep a pleasant memory.
I am so fond of this building that over the years I have returned many times to be able to photograph the rooms with different light temperatures, with the change of seasonal light and the hours of the day. I often come back to a place, but in this I will be back 6-7 times.
In this shot I waited for the soft light of a sunset of a winter day. In the dark rooms a last ray of light peeped out from the balcony behind. I wanted to capture the melancholy of the moment with this semi-destroyed armchair and these two noble and artistic caryatids who seemed to appreciate my discretion and my intent to give it a last noble tribute.
