SYNAESTHESIA is the natural evolution of my Promenade.

In synaesthesia there are street photograpy images (I mean any public place) that are in my memories and that I keep as matrices. They are pieces of my memory that with the passage of time will lose definition and detail. There will remain flaky images in which people's details become inaccurate and part of the human body is lost. This is not a problem, but the testimony that photography acquires a life of its own and lives its own future, independent of the photographer. When I look at my matrices, I understand that the use of photography is a personal need, therefore an instrument of conscience. And in whom does he look? It can touch the subconscious.