Dump
I was raised in a wealthy neighborhood of Rome, Italy. When I was a little boy, I was fascinated by all these beautiful things that my rich neighbors used to throw away, apparently without noticing. Not being from a rich family, I myself was raised in a certain parsimony and I was taught respect of poverty by my parents. Consumerism is the opposite of my personality and I have always been struck by the heaps of reusable objects that are regularly thrown away into the streets in rich neighborhoods. This new gallery tries somehow to stage these thoughtless dumps…