Srpski
"Io Non Mani Che mi accarezzino il volto" * celebrates Mario Giacomelli’s photographs project
realized in the sixties: young boys were often forced to study at the Seminary because the
families couldn’t afford the cost of studying so he shows the difficult choice of solitude and
sacrifice. The smell evokes Mario tuscan cigars, than the acid and the inks of the dark room
where he printed his images blended with the sea notes of Senigallia SeaTown where
Giacomelli lived. The grey silvered reminds Mario’s camera, the cap is coated with a double
leather that can be shaped making own perfumed creation. This cap wants to evoke the photographer’s bag and the dance of the seminary students, immortalized in the pictures. *"I
have no hands that caress my face".
