There is a ghost town within the city of Naples. Almost thirty years after its official 1983 closure, the Leonardo Bianchi Psychiatric Hospital remains perched with its immense mass right in the hearth of the city. 220.000 square meters of pavilions, corridors and rooms that from 1897 to 2000, when the last patient was dismissed, have turned into the locus of stories relating to largest mental hospital in the South of Italy. Today the Hospital, totally unused, stands as a huge repository of past remembrances, closed to the public and unknown to the inhabitants of the city. To construct a not purely documentary testimony of it, we asked a theatre group composed of psychiatric patients to...

With his serie « Last Domicile », Lorenzo Castore takes us off towards in a personal search of idendity and also collective. Through these houses, reflection of differents past and present occupiers , he tells about a personnal story of accumulated memories and some references which cross themselves , start resonating and finally , join these differents universes.

The religious community of Bose is born on December, 8th 1965, the day of closing of the Vatican II council, when Enzo Bianchi decides to live, alone, in a rented house of the village of Bose. First monks joined him three years later: among them, a woman and a pastor. Today, they are 80 people, men, and women. This series is about the second monastery that they opened a few years ago in the south of Italy, in the region of Puglia. The closest towns are Ostuni and Brindisi. The monastery is much smaller. Just five monks live there: Daniele, Domenico, Dario, Andrea and Raffaele. They pray, take care of hundreds of olive trees and a garden that provides almost every sort of vegetables and...

The ground under your feet is a project started in 1999 and still in progress. Its own subject is my life, ourselves, Europe. With this work I try to photograph the history of Europe in my lifetime, my personal history and the one anybody can recognize as his own, the past and the present, trying to show memory from an emotional point of view ; I want to represent through my experience, and the encounters that came out of it, the most different pushes which anybody, in a different percentage, can find in his own heart. This struggle among the most contrasting inner impetus, and the capability of dealing with or at facing them, is what most characterizes anybody's personal history...

Could a place be able to tell something? Could a past suspended come back to life when the sunlight alights once again on its spaces? Is it possible to talk about war without necessarily showing evident and bloody dramas? Two homes tell their stories: that one of their lives, the other of a war leaving them alone, and yet miraculously intact, and yet safe from vandals and jackals; and the one of the last 16 years, during which time stopped, and nobody came to settle. It’s necessary to get in on tiptoe, not to disturb that feeling of quiet and immobility, not to lift too much dust settled on furniture and memories, covering everything with the patina of a time that is gone and won’t return...

No Peace Without War is about Ewa and Piotr, a brother and a sister who, ever since their father died, have been living together in a two-room apartment in Krakow, Poland, in the same street where I have lived for six years. Ewa and Piotr are in their sixties now. They come from a well-off family and they have lived an eccentric party life. They are sophisticated and very special people. They lost everything and apparently they didn’t do anything to stop this decay. Now they live in a stinky but, in a way, tasteful apartment and despite their tragic, surreal situation they still can be light about their destiny and choices and smart and sharp as knife in their considerations about...

This work has been mainly realised in Havana. Photographs are not meant to explain anything. Fragments from a real well as unreal world; the quest for a metaphysical mood, able to remove its images from the present. Everything has been shot, and since Havana has been the subject of several pictures, I then undertook this project with stronger enthusiasm; the city provides the scenery, yet it is not the main character. And, beside that, I think Havana is much more secret and mysterious than the standard idea everybody has made of old cars, cigars and Che Guevara images. The project goes under the title of “Paradiso”, like one of the most important novels of the Cuban literature, by...