Night Shad­ows

To reach my stu­dio at the Boglias­co Foun­da­tion perched high on a hill over­look­ing the main build­ing, I walked along a dark­ened path illu­mi­nat­ed by small invis­i­ble lights that cast haunt­ing shad­ows of the many trees. These shad­ows, encir­cled by lumi­nous auras, appeared as appari­tions, frag­ile columns sup­port­ing the hillside.