Who is CHISCE.
They are “these”, they are the usual ones.
They are the actors of my city.
I spent about two years traveling around Ascoli Piceno, talking, letting myself be told. There are more stories, they are more their words than photos.
This is because the images are given too little value by taking an ineffable quantity. And photography becomes lengthy, epically altering its destiny. This is what digitalism leaves us. Comfort, speed, sterility.
Nothing but a slideshow with hundreds of photos to scroll quickly without ever lingering.
A brief introduction to ask you to stop the index and to lock the mouse. One more second, look at them, block the details or you will have already finished before realizing it.
Who knows, they deserve at least a second more than you think.
A very warm thanks to all of them for having lent themselves and a big hug to my friend Davide for having found the time (rare stone of his life), and a recorder. The interviews are his, the shots are mine, the smiles and the stories are from my city.
I leave the shots, and with a click on the name, the interviews.
Take it easy.