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I was in my favourite pub in Camden, sitting at the very same table, on the very same red-leather sofa . While working on my portfolio, I was drinking a few pints. It was some time ago and for the first time I felt sad for myself. I wanted to cry and hide myself from everyone's sight, but instead, I've been to Primrose Hill to dissolve my drunkenness. The atmosphere was grey and the skies were ready to shed heavy tears. Around 5, my soaked body was fighting against a heavy heart and a shredded spirit. I was burning in the middle of the park, in North-West London, on a rainy day. I've never wanted to die, but it was my sorrow which made everything burn inside me.

Producer/Editor: Francesco Boccia         Painter: Pablo

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