Gardens are visions of our past and our future.
Gardens are suggestions of our present: hidden, unattainable and unredeemable.
Gardens, they speak to us in a secret language that guides us towards our very own, very inner centre.
Inward they lead us, as they are the absolute image of what we most honestly call "home".
It seems that we cannot recall the first moments of our lives without thinking about a Garden. It's a place we treasure somehow because there we experienced pleasant moments.
Everyone has its own.
I asked myself: is there a way to go from the inside to the outside?
Is there a way to communicate what most makes me emotional while recalling those images in my memory?
This ongoing series is called "The Gardens of a Soul" because it started taking shape in my mind when I realized that in my childhood memories there's a recurrent Garden which I lived as a child.
That's my Grandfather's vegetable garden.
I wanted to give a tangible form to this thought so as to travel the journey outwardly and every single shot represents a Garden for me, a real Garden I love.
I loved.
I will love.
