Barbara Leolini

Among the emotional scraps, I found space. It is a letter, a trace, an intimate inheritance.

Most people think resolutions belong to December, that reflections wait for January.
For me, the turning point has always come with summer: it’s when everything resurfaces, and by September I shed my skin, learning how to wear a new one.

These are some of the things I realized this August:

1. Some scars do not close — they stay open just enough to let the light breathe through.
2. Loneliness is not always absence. Sometimes it is the deepest form of presence.
3. There is a tenderness in being unfinished, in knowing we are always becoming.
4. I stopped asking life for answers. Now I watch how light falls through broken places, how silence teaches more than words, how even endings carry a secret beginning.
5. Perhaps meaning is not found, but felt — in the small things of being alive.
6. All we need is here.

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E mi sono trovata,
nel silenzio che resta,
in questo vuoto che non è assenza,
ma spazio per tutto ciò che è possibile.

Weird stuff on weird films I usually photograph around 💎

Outtake of Operatic baritone Michael Volle at for the last issue of magazine “Libretto”. Thanks for the opportunity!
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