One morning, during the Aqua Alta (high water) I have found the house where I was staying completely cut off by water. The line of the pavement (which was under the water as well) was like a border, with that difference that it didn’t only separate one side from the other but was also a line to follow (like Ariadne’s thread).

5 photographs, positioned in the passageway show this ambiguity of a line, from one side separating, but at the same time continuously leading ones way.
One could say it is an allegory of life, as we follow the line of time and life we permanently remain on the border of life and death.

archival pigment print

55x70 cm each