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NOT BED

01 When melancholia is a surge, noise runs wild
02 A milky layer hides many things
03 Bulky blur as an aware presence in the room
04 This smell is sharp
05 Obviously, tenderness is my favorite diorama
06 Where stillness turns crispy, mess feels warm
07 Listen to that sound



Prologue
In a home with only one room, what appears superfluous is missing, though it is not.
There are the bathroom, the fridge, and the bed.


Narrative
At home, there is only the bed. Dissatisfaction with the future takes the form of staying in it all day. For others, managing time means scrolling through social media, exercising to exhaustion, or shopping compulsively. In bed, instead, time unfolds without direction, and the difference between a day and an hour disappears. Having nothing to do, knowing you could do something, and still not doing it. Procrastination then becomes more appealing than anything else because it only appears to silence thoughts. When individual fulfillment becomes the measure of relationships, they are reduced to competition. Exposed to judgment, fragility becomes shame. Perfection erases differences and makes images interchangeable. Fragility interrupts the repetition.

Archive
Stillness cannot be interrupted by an act of will. When a detail holds your attention, photographing it becomes more appealing than staying in bed, and time stops passing without direction. An armchair, like any other subject, cannot be separated from the way it is seen. Analog photography and low resolution do not correct the fragility of the image; they preserve it. Where visual information is reduced, imagination becomes part of the vision. Details, objects, and everyday fragments are gathered into chapters. Satisfaction comes from collecting rather than from the final result.

Epilogue
Not Bed is the beauty of the ordinary in the space between one act of procrastination and the next.
Getting out of bed, in the end, isn’t bad at all.
Not Bed.


01. When melancholia is neon, noise runs wild

The sofa from the bed / Sofa n.01At home Milan


Ride the lightning, little brotherCelle Ligure

How bright is a bat underwater?Torre del Mare


Blue gentian in front of a poster next to my bedAt home Milan


Lately, hiking with Dad feels like smooth technoBeigua Massif


One of the packTorre del Mare

02 A milky layer hides many things


Barbi’s TouchLecco

The silent hour hospitalLecco

Like clouds and milk in hot waterPetriolo Thermal Baths

Taking a quick walkAt home Milan

I live inside my own dioramaAt home Milan

DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning.Garda Thermal Baths

03 Bulky blur as an aware presence in the room

Tiny home coffee tableAt home Milan

You can see Alice in the backLost in Milan

It was nice to say, ‘Can you get me the oil?’At home Milan


Wash your mouth out before talking about blueAll over the place

A messy miracle that brings you backAt home Milan

Tiny world on the fridgePetrocchi’s first home Milan


That crackle that gets you upAt home Milan


You talkin’ to me?Petrocchi’s first home Milan

Bullet vibPirate’s Cave, Peschiera del Garda

The usual window from the bedAt home Milan

04 This smell is sharp


A Soft Minor ThreatAt home Milan


Who knows where that goes on the map?At home Savona


Chilling with Mr. AloeSiena


Goosebumps served warmCol du Petit Saint-Bernard

Handwritten love for my brotherCelle Ligure

At least you’re warmCelle Ligure

Come overFrom wherever I was born, Savona

05 Obviously, tenderness is my favorite diorama

Really wish I lived thereMilan Civic Aquarium

Soft HypnosisTorre del Mare


Whenever you’re ready, we can goHK


My garçon sauvageMy home


Indigo’s shape inside meMilan Civic Aquarium


I never expect anything in greyAosta


Serious passionsVignate
06 Where stillness turns crispy, mess feels warm

Already HomeL’Île-Rousse, Corse 

Self-InsuredAt home Milan


Blue bondageAt home Milan


Saturn taking a breakSiena

To keep affection in checkSavona

Too hard to be candyHK


A Stable RelationshipTora’s house in Milan

Legendary Ligurian soft touchesCelle Ligure
07 Listen to that sound


Violin soloMilan


Cooked with loveAt home Milan


Italians talk with their handsAosta


PhD in Cognitive EthologyLazise


I never know if it’s a tickle or something moreTorre del Mare


OverdressedTicino river
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