They don’t speak. They don’t touch.Yet between those two chairs runs an invisible thread, woven from paper and dreams.He, lost among sailing ships and distant islands. She, cradled by verses that taste of rain and coffee.

Shadows slicing through concrete.Architectures challenging the sky.Solitudes crossing steel.This is Parco Dora.A place where time pauses between rust and urban poetry.

"In a world full of noise, silence becomes the deepest form of understanding. This portrait captures a moment of pure trust between my daughter and a Sphynx cat. The lack of a fur barrier makes this bond feel even more raw, authentic, and fragile.…

Rion

My new serie