Cava, Corso Umberto I.
this picture on a rainy night drew to mind the verses of the work of François Villon, cited in the title, dated 1489.
From Hanging.
...
We're dead, no one torments
but pray that God absolve us all!
The rain washed us
enough and the sun has dried and blackened;
Magpies, crows we have the deep-set eyes,
torn and his beard and eyebrows.
Never for a moment we sit;
here and there, like the wind blowing
at ease, we are relentlessly buffeted
and hardest hit by the birds caught.
...
In post-production I had to, reluctantly, retouch the image getting rid of various cables hanging in the background, still trying to stay true to my intention to leave the photos as natural as possible. This has slowed me completely change the colors and background in a little inspiration that would upset the picture by making it less natural. Who knows, having a little 'free time in the future I could re-post it in the final version.
