Come le orme
A story of the laborious past of the Milanese farming lands re-emerges as imprinted memories of the time gone by.
They were large and overshadowing cathedrals of work, spread out over the fields, busy with workers, noisy machinery, smells and exertion.
These restructured Milanese farmsteads, as well as those ones left in an abandoned state, still conserve a particular charm, that every now and , fades away into melancholy. They stand in wait, these forgotten places have lost track of the time and of modernity, preserving their charm and memories of actions that have passed; as silent chronicles of a past era. Throughout this report, we want to remember those farmers and those workers that lived here, presenting the story and the poetry of these areas as a cure for its own oblivion.
