The autumn has stolen the paint-brush to a impressionist artist and on the mountain its has satisfy its inspiration. In the cutting the world has painted confetti of leaves, amusing the breath of the wind. The image is a detail of a reassumed universal in the polychromy of the season, in the magic of the time that transform every thing and interrupts the exchange of lymph between the tree and the leaf, is a metaphor of irrevocable becoming of the life.

Franca Molinaro