After three years living in Brooklyn, I found in Detroit what I had been looking for when I left Italy and crossed the Atlantic Ocean. Space, both physical and for the imagination.
That is why it only took me two days to decide to write my first book. I raised the money needed to start the project, managed to drive an automatic car and learned how to fix a bike tire.
Over the course of two years I have collected stories, ideas and feelings, set within what seems to be a movement of urban resistance.
I trained my eye to observe silent urban landscapes, on which huge blocks of sky and abandoned buildings impose themselves, and I realized that fear and fascination for decay quickly take second place. It has been like developing a way of seeing that is more like a way of listening, toward a world which is complex and harsh at times, but also full of an energy that only appears when determination and potential meet. I invited an artist, Antonio Rovaldi, to join me and illustrate this journey. This is the result of our work.