I am about to leave Milan. Not much time is left for me in this city now. In two months and few days, I’ll be leaving Milan and move at almost 60 miles away from the city where I’m born, and where part of my family still is. I thought I wouldn't care much…Instead, week after week, on Sundays, I’m taking long walks around the city, discovering that I still have a strong bond with Milan. Of course, it's not a farewell, I'll have to come to town during the week to go to Ubisoft to work on my project but, it won't be the same. When I will leave the house, in a few weeks, I will go in a place with no buildings, no skyscrapers. Instead, I will be surrounded by cultivated fields, the noise of tractors, horses, cows, animals and, the biggest house around, will be two floor max. For years I felt the need to leave the city and to live in a more isolated and quiet place. The tranquility of the house where I’m moving to will balance the frenetic pace that usually has the development of a video game nowadays. However, I feel that my separation from this city will not be easy and painless as I was hoping for. Not only do I feel it, but I see it clearly in my photos, which have something nostalgic and melancholy, like these Sunday walks.
