October

• Photographer
  Salvo Giuffrida

OCTOBER (mirage) We Sicilians have the reputation of being comfortable, delayers, and even crazy. And it's true: for us, for example, spring arrives in the month of October, after the heat has done its job of completely burning our souls and senses, including our brains. Because in summer we die breath after breath, lying at all hours on the sands of the lidos and free beaches, watching a sunrise, a sunset, a sunrise again. Then, all of a sudden, the day ends, the fire too, and a strange, different air comes over us, that we don't know what it wants from us. text by Francesca Fichera