A journey that starts many years back, in 1999, on a plane to Managua. The roots are in sweltering places,
green gardens and dusty roads with colourful names like Barrilete de Co lores, Ometepe, Bluefield.
Big dark eyes staring with curiosity, some shy smiles, and hundreds of small hands in the air. More eyes, hands and friendships
(and smiles, no matter what) will follow over the years – Valparaiso, Maceio, Maputo, Dar es Salaam, Antananarivo.
Each meet with his own story, smell and learnings. But the roots are as well in the big cities, fancy
meeting rooms e nei salotti Europei, Zurich, Geneva, London, Berlin, Stazione Centrale in Milano.
Big light eyes staring with passion, more smiles and more hands in the air,
some with a vague idea only, others with a clear vision on what needs to be done.
Eyes and hands that will eventually connect, no matter how far and different they are [the force of attraction].