The distant life - lived, met or even just touched - can be described in words: emotions and places inhabit the memory and become part of our being. To whom, instead, belongs the voice of an unknown life whose existence has come to an end? One part is entrusted to photography, which takes part of that life in the uncertain shadow of memory while the other remains entangled in the lives it has met: the end requires silence, Restraint and rigidity to which however short hints and daily gestures that animate somehow the mythology of existence escape. I never knew Giuseppe and my mother had him in her life only a few years, towards him I have mixed feelings: A key figure of my existence to which, however, I can not give a face and for which I feel a transitive affection that has nothing personal.

The purpose of this project is to represent the connection I perceive for a person never known that does not come from the role it could have played in my life but from what has been transmitted to me by people who had it in their own. In the absence of memories to give a visual form, this project returns snapshots that represent for me a grandfather never known.