‘Lanzarote’ is a landscape of origins. Here the vital force of nature dominates supreme. The long hand of the sun gives shape and concreteness to the act of seeing. The absence of light is darkness: a profound fear. ‘Lanzarote’ is a hymn to the elements that found the earth, the raison d’être of the senses on which the fragile human intentions rest. Like ancient wills engraved on stone and destined for sunset. Lanzarote is an epistème and, at the same time, the very extension of the primordial substance. Life, in which the sacred and the profane mix in a dream of eternity.

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Lanzarote (Giuseppe Cicozzetti)

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