#8M 18 Paro de Mujeres

There’s a crisp air in the barrio this morning… …a subtle excitement you can almost touch, something that makes you feel part of something bigger. You walk through the streets and you know — today, something is going to happen. It’s not the air of celebration that you breathe, but of occasion. There are no […]

#24M Desaparecitos

More than forty years have passed since the Guerra Sucia — the Dirty War — the violent repression carried out in Argentina during the 1970s with the aim of eradicating every form of dissent and protest within the country’s cultural, social and academic circles. It led to what was officially called the Process of National […]

La vida larga

Anteprima dal libro: La Vida Larga – Rep. Pop. de La Boca, Buenos Aires ©Gabriele Orlini Per molti è un luogo pericoloso, da evitare come la peste.Alla sera la polizia ti blocca all’ingresso e se non sei uno di loro non entri.Pure i taxi rifiutano la corsa in direzione del barrio.…E per me: che non sono […]

#8M 17 Dìa Internacional de las Mujeres

Today in Buenos Aires, thousands of buses loaded with people and banners will arrive. At the stations, the already scarce trains have been tripled, and from the provinces a silent tide of determined — yet always gentle — souls will gather this afternoon in front of the Palacio del Congreso. Today in Buenos Aires — […]

El Sol de Mañana

Villa 31 was built in the 1930s and is the oldest of the villas miserias in Buenos Aires — urban spaces of segregation, self-contained neighbourhoods within the metropolis. They emerged following the first waves of migration from rural Argentina and, above all, from Europe in the early 20th century. Despite having undergone various processes — […]

El tiempo suspendido

Ogni giorno quasi 2 milioni di persone – almeno la metà degli abitanti della Capital Federal – si spostano e percorrono i 100 km del SUBTE, la linea sotterranea di trasporto della megalopoli argentina. Due milioni di anime, di respiri. Due milioni di storie. Due milioni di persone che come una ninna nanna intersecano le loro presenze […]