Memorie fiorentine di popolo

by Lorenzo Piccoli

Back in the days there was a method, in my photography. Now the method is all gone. I took about twenty-twentyfive completely random pictures in my first two florentinian months. It is not easy, but if you can read through them you will learn a lot about yellow submarines, storms, spectacular falls, my attraction for the Germans, and much more.


The two pictures taken from the university are not mine, but Rosie‘s – who doesn’t even know me. I hope she won’t mind.