Isolitudine is a state of spirit but also a tale of my Sicilian “self-exile” & refuge.
Sicily has taught me a new language of silence, a stream of sight bearing a submarine map of the senses. Every time I encountered the gaze of a traveler, or a migrant, I saw myself in a mirror.
All those years, my endeavor of collecting this mosaic of visual literature was alike Colapesce‘s effort to hold in the abyss of the sea, one of the three columns holding afloat this Mediterranean island, and avoiding that it sinks.
By Georges Salameh