I find it difficult to take interesting/compelling/creative photos of familiar places. So what I did this time was just to take random snaps, without thinking too much, without trying to sample all the possible aspects of a place.
They may not show what the true Rosamarina is: to do that, I should have taken photos of:
- all the fancy people who spend their holidays there, pretending to be more than they are
- the delicious Ciccio’s ice creams
- all the scooters and cars zipping by making this holiday resort as busy and dangerous as a city and so unfriendly to walkers and cyclists
I should have done this if I wanted to give an objective view of Rosamarina but in the end I decided that I didn’t care about this; what I wanted was only to mark a specific moment in my life.
And the images that I have here will be precious to me in a few year’s time, as they will remind me of that moment when I went back to Rosamarina with my newborn baby girl, Valentina.
