On April 3rd of this year, Pino died, two months away from the second anniversary of his arrival. Rafaella, my roommate at that time, found him on the street, dirty and hungry, so she invited him inside. Even though he arrived very unexpectedly, he quickly became the owner of every corner of the apartment, where he blended in so perfectly. He became a symbol for many important moments, and gave us some sense of purpose when life would get difficult. He left unexpectedly, at a time when I was questioning life decisions and searching for certainty. Being in lockdown, I would still see him in every empty corner. I had to constantly face all these reminders of his life, all the empty spaces where he used to sit, sleep, play.  

This work is an attempt to keep his memory alive and find meaning in his absence. It’s a search for answers, a way of dealing with the countless voids (of people, of opportunities, of motivation) and the unending uncertainty that these times have brought.

This artwork has also taken the form of animations, which were published by Fotodemic, as a web publication .