Sclet means sincere, frank in Friulano, a dialect from norther-east Italy.

Laura is young woman coming from Friuli, my region in Italy. We're old time friends.
She lives and works in Berlin since eight years now and she freshly started her new professional life: importing organic wines and food from Italy to Germany.

No sophistication. Vin Sclet is simple and genuine, like Laura.

Here're a few pics taken to the opening of Vin Sclet.
Good luck my friend!

Special thanks to Odile.

UPP Youth Centers Fund Rising Campaign

UPP is very active in providing opportunities to young Kurds, Iraqi and Syrians who are escaping wars. Nowadays, only in Iraqi Kurdistan, there are several Youth Centers which provide workshops and initiatives through which youngsters can meet, get to know each other, develop their own ideas and improve their professional and artistic skills.

I was asked to pick one of the young fellas I had the opportunity to meet during my missions in order to tell a story which would represent the YC reality.
The choice, quite naturally, fell upon Sami: my "pupil", as we use to joke.
Sami is a spaceship of energy (although sometimes no one is driving) and this video tells how he flew from Mosul and how he could slowly start a new life in Erbil first, and Sulaymaniah later, thanks to the YCs and those who fuel them day by day.


COMnGO is a training for NGOs organized by Associazione Kora and co-funded by Erasmus+ Programme.
I had the pleasure to participate and give some lectures about communication strategies and video-marketing in the wonderful setting of Passignano sul Trasimeno, Umbria (ITA).
In the pot many key-aspects of internal and external communication, branding, visual identity, copywriting and so on. 
Several NGOs representatives took part to the training, including: ADHC, My Small Help, Great Indonesia, CYA, INPRHU, NGO LINK.
My gratitude goes to Joe, Bibie, Franco, Giulio, Lea and the fabulous hosts of the Fattoria Scuola La Buona Terra, and to the little wonder Matteo, who kept up the spirit of the crew from the beginning to the end.

UPP Christmas Campaign 2017

The campaign starts officially November 20th and it lasts about two months.
Below I'm gonna upload selected materials.
My utter thankfulness to Silvia Belleggia, Simone Guiducci, Federico Guarino, Paolo Fagiolo, David Fumolo, Lea Zivcic, Simone Biasiol and the UPP staff.





Graphic work and layout by Lea Zivcic

ÇAVÊN - Test Footage

You take a step forward.
You get closer.
You fix your gaze, searching for differences, but, in the end, find only similarities.

The Syrian fashion designer who produces dresses for princesses while dreaming about France; the Iraqi barber who left Bollywood; the Arab family who rebuilt their home inside the camp; the Kurdish kid who wants to open his own metalware store; the old man, almost executed by Isis, saved by his neighbour.

Fraught destinies, full of stories, dreams and parables, incapable of discouraging those protagonists who live this theatre of horror and moments of joy.

Look into my eyes and tell me who you are.

Çavên — meaning ‘eyes’ in Kurdish — is a non-narrative step closer to the reality of those whose lives are repeatedly mis-portrayed on TV.

For over a month, it was my privilege to have been made welcome in three camps, as if an old friend, by Iraqi, Syrian and Iranian, Muslim and Christian, Arab and Kurdish, refugee and IDP hosts.
Ethnicities, religions, labels.
And yet always two eyes.
Generations enslaved by conflict and divisions are nevertheless ceaseless performers of our communal dreams: a better future, a decent job, peace.

In leaving with my heart full to overflowing, the thank you list this time has become very long.

I would like to thank:

UPP for having supported this mission, during such a precarious moment, without a second thought on more than one occasion, and for protecting us from those who tried in vain to hinder us.

All the staff at Erbil with special thanks to Lia, the big boss, to Number “A” Hisham, my dear cousin Nadir, my bros Mohannad, Hardi and Hoshyar, also to Haitham, Salah and Lena, and Princess Miriam.

All the staff at Sulaymaniah, especially incognito Juventus supporter Sergio, Aunt Ilaria, from whom there's always a lot to learn, new big boss and juggler Tommaso, social MacGyver Shwan, the brightest star, Haneen, kaka Nawzad, gaga Paola, my pupil Sami, who's now called to do his very best, and Nael with his Italian-American Dream.

All the staff at Barika, fabulous Shahnaz, dearest Suhaila and her fantastic family, Khalil and Masoud.

Jamil, who never held himself back, doing more than we could have ever hoped, for sharing evenings together talking about war, peace and religion.
Federico for being such an ideal travel companion and having the curiosity to try new things, always with a smile on his face, despite the heavy workload and little sleep.
Teddy and Cecilia for believing and supporting such a dreamer; I'm learning from the importance of your endeavour.
And finally to Novella, who looked right into my eyes.

Now it’s time for a new chapter.

Anna and Marco, you're on my mind. Silvia and Sabina, you're next in line.
Teddy and Cecilia, Stefano and Simone, let's have fun!


PS. I'm really sorry about the cans of tuna. At the time of writing, no-one knows what happened to them... But we’ve got people working on it!


Spain & Portugal 2017

Gente che bagola, sbisiga e pica. Cristi in crose, natura selvaggia e inquinamento umano. / People who stroll, rummage and hang. Christs on the cross, wild nature and human pollution.

Open Letter To The Revolutionary People I’ve Met

It was 9AM, November 15th 2016.
At that time my destination was a secret which just a bunch of friends were aware of. I didn’t want one particular person I haven’t met yet, to know that I was walking to her, as my dreams suggested me to do in spring. I’ve been waiting five months that moment and, in the meanwhile, I prepared myself for the trip

So I thought, at least.

I left the home of my dear friend Francesco in Gemona del Friuli, in Northern East Italy, with a backpack and the most comfortable and resistant shoes I had, in a sharp and biting cold day.
When I moved the first steps I had the feeling that I was starting something immensely bigger than I’ve been able to imagine in the previous months, and still, I was unaware that this journey would turn out to be the most incredible experience of my life.


This message is for you: hosts and encounters, more or less accidental, who offered me a shelter or a meal and, what is most important, your time and your stories.

One of the reasons who moved me to take this long walk was to test the level of fear and individualism that today, maybe more than ever, is spread across the western world. The good news is that thanks to you all, to your kindness and curiosity, not only you helped a peregrine reach his destination, but you performed the revolutionary act of leaving the doors of your home open.

And because of this, beside gratitude, I utterly feel admiration for you all.

For long time I've been open to change my route, if fate would have suggested so, as the dreams put me on the road, but the road was always driving me to the present, step after step and, although I've been thinking and wondering wether to change my plan in more than one circumstance, I finally reached my goal, Almeria, in the South of Spain, on January 27th after about 1.800 km on foot. 

I’ve been rescued by sailors, bit by a dog, slept in woods, abandoned houses and caravans, hosted by hippies and families... I’ve learnt a lot, thanks to you all, about my limits and about this wonderful show called ”human being”. You've been challenging my points of view and, by sharing a slice of your life with me, I had the privilege to taste comedy and tragedy from the very first row.

You’ll always be welcome in my home, anywhere this will be.

I've found many treasures on the way. Some have been surprises, some others confirmations and, even though just a few words and some images of such a long trip aren’t enough to tell this story, my present for you is a list of what I’ve learned along this odyssey on foot. I’m sharing this list in the spirit of whom have received something important and wants to give it back.

Thank you all!


Thoughts from a peregrine


  • When you're offered help, accept it. Always. Push pride aside and try to understand how to optimize the gift you were given.
  • Smile and kindness are contagious.
  • Money come and go. Time just goes.
  • Adventure is like future: is inside of us and nowhere else.
  • To keep long time alive a fire you need the right ratio of thin, mid, thick, dry and fresh wood.
  • People love to dream more than they recall or are aware of.
  • Pricking a blister from side to side and leaving inside a wire is great to leave the liquid bleeding out and avoiding the blisters to reform once again.
  • Leave the place where you have been hosted, is it indoor or outdoor, like or better than how you found it when you arrived.
  • Don't create debts.
  • Visualize, don't idealize.
  • Plan accurately and be always ready to improvise.
  • Don’t be shy while asking.
  • Patience is a very nobel virtue and it requires discipline to be improved.
  • You receive what you give.
  • When you’re offered a chance, grab it!
  • True hunger, like cold, are things for poor people (and they are very hard).
  • Chewing chocolate in the delicate moments helps you keep calm.
  • Falling into the trap of judging is very easy and harmful.
  • After 500 kilometers your arse becomes marble.
  • Intuition is fundamental and learning how to listen to it isn’t easy, nor impossible.
  • When you’re in front of a wall, seek for the crack (there’s always one!)
  • Dreams give you inspiration. Inspiration can change reality. Reality, finally, is the only music you can dance, and you always have to accept it.
  • To dream means having the courage to believe in what you’re capable of imagine.