Bellavita's photos create the usual, small miracle of "great" pictures.
They touch deep in our eyes. Not only they keep us in touch with
reality, but they stimulate our attitude to desire, connatural to our
sight. They make us feel that eager and unquenchable longing for the
world that take us every time we twinkle. We feel it in the pictures of
Mexico (especially in the one, really fantastic, of the workers leaning
on the barricades, waiting for a job to be offered). We feel it in the
pictures of Valsesia. An epos of images. Through these pictures, the
Alps landscape appears to our eyes not as one world
but "the world". In the whole. From a small but perfect frog egg to the
magnificent beauty of a sunsetting on the mountains, from people faces
to architectural shapes.
And always, what we call "eternity" comes through - in these pictures,
in our eyes - as inseparably connected to "ephemeron". The eye that we
see behind these pictures , that we see even before the subject of the
picture, it is not a glance aimed to possess the world. It is a glance
offered to the world. And we cannot help but feel it as our own. And
probably, exactly for this reason - for this generosity, for this
availability, Marco Bellavita's pictures can communicate to us a very
essential and simple knowledge of this world. And this world - with all
its absolute values - it is not somewhere else, somewhere to dream of,
but here and now. Clearly defined and at same time endless. Boundless
and within reach.