I have been living in Milan since I was born, and since then I have always been hearing that Milan is a sad and gray place.
It 's true: is a flat city with no wind; There is no panoramas and the light never surprise you by shaping the beauty; Its has no sea, no river or mountains; its not like Palermo, Venzia, Rome or Naples, whose stunning charm leaves you speechless.
The beauty of Milan was given away in exchange of money, labor and energy.
But the truth is that with Milan you don’t have to hurry, you have to give to the city the time to reveal itself and to be discovered, because its poetry in spite of everything, although subtle and discreet, resists and walk with you.
I started "Milan_Myland" with the purpose of making visible what I know of Milan, what I have learned to see and with what I have I learned to feed myself.
It 'a declaration of love to this city and a collection of its breaths.
I can’t say that is a concluded work because I find myself from time to time to take my camera and get out of the house, sniffing the air to follow the traces of this city.
The photographs were taken in medium format with a Mamiya 6x7 and a Mamiya 645.