TITLE: A face without a name


Telling the story of the Caucasus means telling a rich and at the same time cruel story. A story that has carved the face of the people and has painted their horizons with strong hues with ineffable shades. As I walk through these mountains, I lose myself in the face of an old lady who goes to light a candle inside the dark church.

This feeling of ambiguity, if on the one hand creates a unique balance in the culture of the place, on the other hand leads to a disorientation many of the people who live there. This land seems a unknown face, which communicates with the gaze and beyond any classification.

For others, the Caucasus is like a face without a name; a place where identity is lost and traditions are unleashed under the sun of contemporaneity. The Caucasus is a balancing acrobat on the thread of tradition, on the point of falling over the overhang of his past. It is a geographical but also emotional place that yearns for its identity and dreams of stability that it has not yet had.

Not far from the tourists that crowd the city center of Tbilisi, a young bride who runs away from guests, catches also my eye. The white of his dress, stride with the colored lights of the nearby places for fun. In the dusty streets far from the historic center, a little boy in a bicycle captures my attention. Play alone and smile with the confident face of someone who knows what to do. He emanates freedom and desire for change. For many people the Caucasus is like a beautiful bird with colorful feathers. They would like to put it in their golden cage, but he never gets in it.

AUTHOR: marco sadori (Italy)

I was born in teramo, a small town in central Italy. My first encounter with photography was when I was 13 with a camera olympus om-1 of my father who still jealously guards home. I started to travel outside Europe to discover Asia fascinated me from adolescence. In 2014 with the money saved from the salary of my job, I bought a full frame camera and I traveled in Asia for 6 months. A year later the same thing happened