I was born and raised in the Parioli neighborhood in Rome and I have never been able to feel comfortable. Cathechism first, then the big luxury parties, were obligatory steps if you wanted to be part of the good roman society. I guess this work is a way for me to escape from here, a fast race for my finding my place in the world.

Before leaving us my grandfather Augusto decided to be cremated and to get his ashes scattered in the Tevere river in Rome, in the point where he used to swim as a young boy. A Song For Our Ancestors is a celebration of those who choose the "journey" as the crowning of their existence.