It  is a rebellious act against oblivion. A sort of stone by which one can trace out boundaries; on which one wants to write, indelebly: here I passed by. But afterwards every photo will desappear, the same way as each stone is smoothed by time. 

    Instead of thinking we can dwell in the instant of a portrait, we should try then to be like a sand mandala that Buddist monks efface, after days and days of hard work, with a slow and resolute movement. We should look for a beauty not simply physical, knowing that some traces of it, though unperceivable, will remain in all the eyes that will look at us. This way, unmistakably, we'll dwell in an infinite stare.

              Diego Mormorio