Three years ago I was getting married in Las Vegas. We were kind of forced to go there ‘cause Candela and I had chosen a date 301103 that was a sunday, and in Italy you can’t have civil weddings on sunday, it’s God’s day! Anyway, we really took a last minute decision and flew there on friday getting back on monday. Our families and all our friends didn’t know anything: we actually said we were going for a romantic weekend to Venice and it happened to be sleeping at “The Venetian” in Nevada. The ... leggi

Since 1966, I’ve responded to those who call me Fabio Novembre.
Since 1992, I’ve responded to those who also call me “architect”.
I cut out spaces in the vacuum by blowing air bubbles, and I make gifts of sharpened pins so as to insure I never put on airs.
My lungs are imbued with the scent of places that I’ve breathed, and when I hyperventilate it’s only so I can remain in apnea for awhile.
As though I were pollen, I let myself go with the wind, convinced I’m able ... leggi