INSOMNIA AMERICANA
This is the story of a trip I made at a rather special time, when the 2016 US Presidential Elections were taking place.
It is my personal story of silence amidst the deafening noise of political propaganda, in an experience of synthesis and interpretation of places for what makes them what they are, with the natural ease of an Italian in New York, who feels at home because he has already experienced America in the iconographic make-believe world permeating the entire western culture. A sort of cultural export that has brought America into our homes and souls. As I tiptoe through my (personal) American dream in its aura of perfection, I wonder: does the American dream still exist?
