Our lives have gone a short way together,
from 1983 to 1990.
uncertainty of facing long trips in uncomfortable lands and with unknown
people, was imediately effaced from my first met with Luciano Bovina,
thanks to his kind and really professional manners.
I also realized that he belongs to that kind of men who
has a strong sense of "Ulysses factor" which means an unrestrainable
need of leaving, of crossing the horizont line, of quitting the certainty
given by our society organized to contraste the great nature: this
need to leave and to go towards the unknown is the "Ulysses factor".
The unknown, talking in geographic terms, does
not exist anymore. With the discoveries of the radio and the plane,
the Earth is completely known, but the unknown is inside ourselves.
a lot of time, Luciano has decided to discover his personal unknown
by catching faces and pictures of different realities that always
give different emotions.
This refined photographer and film-maker, makes
us feel both strong and sweet sentations together. He is a careful
witness never satisfied with first impression, but who looks for
reality, for true people expression that only few are able to see
and to show.
The first impression that I had of Luciano, many years
ago, has surfaced in all its positivity and is confirmed by the
wonderful photos of the book "Frammenti di tempo"(Fragments of time),
pictures that first strike the eye and then hit the soul. They
follow one another by increasing the suggestion and the tension
in all are watching them, more often
leaving a sense of admiration for our
beautiful and interesting world and also for those that are able
to picture it.
over the pages of this book, I am sure you will meet Luciano in
the depth of a sight or even between the folds of the suggestive
nature. Luciano, by the use of his insight and technique, makes
us think that the "Ulysses factor" is more or less inside all of
If we do not belong to the travellers'
group, we have to be satisfied to let ourselves being involved by
his pictures, that often talk more than a written page.
Continue to leave, Luciano,
and to consign to our hands, what the lens, your good taste and
feelings, are able to take into ourselves. Have a good trip always