No, cosa sono adesso non lo so
Sono un uomo, un uomo in cerca di se stesso
No, cosa sono adesso non lo so
Sono solo il suono del mio passo

No, what I am now I don't know
I'm a man, a man in search of himself
No, what I am now I don't know
I am only the sound of my own steps


☛ The quote I opened this newsletter with, is from the song I feel better encapsulates the atmosphere I perceived all around me during the trip: a feeling of WIDE.

We left for Sardegna with the plan to kidnap my boyfriend family's campervan and set off to explore the land. We wanted to stop wherever we felt like and just genuinely be with the space around us and I feel like we somewhat accomplished that.

This trip really left me with a big feeling of unfinished, there was so much nature there, untamed and abandoned. It felt vast but also really narrow. This landscape is in contrast with itself, all the time.

It's fascinating how you can fall in love with a rudere (abandoned house) so fast, imagining how it would be to put it back together, building a whole new life there and then forget it, even faster, moving on to the next one and the next one, because there are so many of them.
I still feel like I need to move on, to the next, and the next one over. But I'm back already, I just wanted, even more, more lives, more piled up stones, more prickly pears, greedy me.

Here below I'll share some images and notes from this trip, not too many though, just a teaser of the full series I will upload on my website once it's completed (more on that further down).

Hope you'll like them.
The light is dripping gold and caramel on our skin.
The road is a tarmac snake, violently entering the mountains and gently moving down the valleys, showing us the way.
photos: Caterina Nasini
title: Sardegna (I hope for a better title when inspiration strikes)
I don't know how many of you are reading are familiar with Sardinia.
I have to admit that I don't know much at all, still, but I can tell you the island's sounds really captivated me.
Its silence, the wind between the trees, the sheep...the sound of the Sardinian language (which I cannot understand) bewitched me and relaxed me.
The sounds people utter from their mouths are really closed and the consonants always sound as if they were doubled. I love it. I feel they resemble the high tops and valleys their land so proudly shows off.

One last thing.
Things are changing around here.
My real name will now be at the front of all that I do. Yes, the time has come.
I still need to figure out what to do with Tonnē Fleur which has served me so well for so many years (some part of me says 'hiding the real me in plain sight'), until then, this newsletter will be under the Tonnē Fleur address and then we will see...

I am also working on a new website and I can't wait for it to be finished ✌︎
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