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A Kind of Longing (2015 - 2018)

“I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past”
Virginia Woolf








Giacomo was born on the 19th of June in 1837. He was Italian and grew up in
Rapallo, a small town in the Ligurian Riviera. I like to think that he loved to
eat fresh fish on Fridays and sit by the sea after school. During the summer he
would take walks with his friends along the shore. He was young when he got
on a transatlantic ship that would take him to Peru.
Giacomo was my great great grandfather; a hundred and forty four years sepa-
rate us.There were very few facts that I knew about his life. Just a couple of
photographs and a place that since has changed so much.
I have fantasized with the place that he left behind. Later, I have visited and
wandered around the streets where he grew up. I have looked out to the same sea
and up at the same sky.
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