The term “still life”, according to tradition, indicates the representation of elements belonging to the animate and inanimate nature, taken out of their environment and placed in an arbitrary manner by the human hand. This, however, is a purely aesthetic and artistic concept.
The hypothesis of the death of nature, or its final disappearance, indicates an equally hypothetical idea of absence, of absolute and infinite emptiness: nothingness. The intervention of man over nature for profit and power produces the devastation of life: many forms of life are extinguished forever, the places become hostile and repulsive, and man is forced to abandon them. What remains of that nature cannot be touched, eaten, used, as it is polluted and corrupt. Of that nature, now inaccessible to us, there are forms of its objective beauty, to warn us of the stupidity of human greed.









Pebbles are slow and inert travellers transported by the waters of rivers and streams.
They come from far away, after having been torn off the mountain sides in ancient times.
Only the hardest and toughest part of the large original rocks has resisted the clashes, the rolling and the erosion.
Pick them up and look at them now, in the riverbeds and on the banks: they will be nothing more than fine sand at the end of their journey, where the river flows into the sea.