LAGUNA. La terra liquida ~ the fluid earth ~ das flüssige Land
Sea, Earth and Sky merge and interpenetrate, salty and fresh waters merge. History has left solid traces, but myth and legend have fluid emotions. The spirit travels with the winds that come and go from the sea and from the mountains, lashing faces marked by the Sun. The mists on the reeds and along the…
The Ghost of the Forest
The wildcat (Felis silvestris) is a mysterious and little known species. A ghost, a silent shadow, lurking in the forests of north-eastern Italy. It moves stealthily in dense woodland, pouncing in a deadly fashion on its prey before disappearing like lightning into the tangle of the wilderness. Text by Tiziano Fiorenza Photos by Lucio Tolar…
TAGLIAMENTO. The lime-tree river
A crossroads, a branch, which divides the mountain range into an east and a west along the main trunk of the Tagliamento. Like a lime tree placed horizontally on a plain that starts in two branches which are, in their turn, divided into further, ever smaller ones. It could be a powerful metaphor, but this…
CANSIGLIO. The forest stepped in history
The Cansiglio plateau, with its woods and broad clearings, practically overlooking the Adriatic and protected to the rear by the Alpine chain, is not only a sanctuary for nature, but another of the open-air “books” on history, geology, fauna and flora. We could also say that it is a state of mind, a place that…
From the Julian Alps to the Adriatic
A journey through biodiversity A journey to the heart of the Alpe Adria, where biodiversity is at a maximum and where cultures meet each other and mix. Undertake a journey from the Julian Alps to the Lagoon to admire the sum of the area’s natural beauty and appreciate the need to preserve it for the…
TARVISIO. A story of forest, rocks, waters and peoples
There was a time when people of many lineages transited from the Adriatic to the Noricum and vice versa along the easy Alpine passes above the sources of the Fella / Tagliamento. They did not leave many visible traces behind, but they produced cultures and ideas on both slopes of the Alps, of the Valcanale…
Doberdò del lago – The gaze
The gaze on the Karst is an ongoing choice between detail and vastness, between memory and emotion. It brings out assonance and metaphors confusing reality with suggestions, or vice versa. The fovea fixes a bright red smoke-bush and recalls an idea of a romantic Karst, of pure colour. Then the history emerges, here blood is spilled.
