I’ve always found something visually interesting in bowling fields; I suppose it depends on the repeating geometries, the prospective lines and the reflecting floors (and also on that weird, ludic light).
This is one of the few shots taken some evenings ago, when I went to play with some friends. Actually, I’m not a usual player, and I’m not very good at throwing the ball, so I spent a little time to get some shots (even if I couldn’t move around and the light was poor).
Anyway, that evening has brought the conclusion that, at the moment, no matter how much bad you will consider this shot: as a bowling player, I’m far worst.
Born in italy in 1976
more or less at dinner time.
Currenly based in Rome.
Above a self-portrait taken in the toilet of a cinema.