PERSONAL WORKS
RHOME
UMANA NATURA
EN PRÉSENCE DEL L'ABSENCE
GÜLE GÜLE
FASTIDIOSA
LET ME IN
THE BURNING PLAIN
FORCELLA
WAR DREAMS
NO WOMAN NO CRY
WE HAVE A DREAM
GIVE ME SHELTER
BITTER SUMMER
DOCUMENTARY WORKS
TEN YEARS OF UKRAINE
GIORGIA ON MY MIND
THE SALVINIANS
POISON STREAM
TROPICALIA
THE SOUND OF DUNES
THE GIRLS WHO REPAIR CARS
AMAR
SOCIAL MEDIA ISLAM
BEFORE THE FUTURE COMES
HOLY DAYS
THE LAST UTOPIA
DEATH METAL
PROTECT US FROM EVIL
M-MEDIA
BOOKS/EXHIBITIONS
BOOKS
EXHIBITIONS
PRESS
BLACK & WHITE
MONOCHROMES
PRINTS SHOP
ABOUT US
JEAN-MARC CAIMI | VALENTINA PICCINNI
Forcella is stabbed into the deepest guts of Naples. It's one of the oldest and small neighbourhood of the city, known as the home to the most violent and fierce mafia gangs. In Forcella time is suspended, frozen in a undefined era that holds the breath from postwar to the Eighties; modernity and globalisation didn’t make their way through the daily life of common peolple. Forgotten by the institutions, abandoned to the casualness, cursed forever by the 1980's earthquake, Focella is also a place where citizens follow ancient rites of friendship and politeness. Forcella is the archetype of the whole city of Naples. We continued our exploration to other districts we felt had a similar atmosphere, like the Quartieri Spagnoli, Sanità, and the city beaches of the Caracciolo broad walk. Places where poverty is the queen and Camorra the king.
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