These images want to tell the territory in which I live, the north-east of Italy, a land where rural and peasant tradition in the second half of the 1900s merged with a powerful industrial development. A large industry and infinite small factories, together with the changes in our behaviors, have contaminated the existing environment, both materially and culturally. The Northeast saw the end of the golden age that lasted until the end of the 90s. Today it’s suspended in a certain decline, a state of fatigue and slowdown that leaves more room for reflection. There is a sense of emptiness in front of which, having overcome the desire for the ephemeral aspects of mere material growth, one is led to turn to our intrinsic nature, turning our gaze with greater depth to what remains in inheritance from what has been. A landscape with a rural, horizontal and calm vocation, dotted with warehouses, industries, legacies marked by time and belonging to a time that is temporally very close but culturally already very far away. Between the human and natural place and the merely artificial place, tired but still running, there are interstices of contamination, portions of space in which the two natures merge and where the territory slowly molds into something new, almost as if it were the embryo in slow gestation of a more evolved and aware vision of society as a whole. In these interstices, a thought of hope makes its way, a desire, for a new and different possibility of our common life, together with our territory and no longer at its own expense.