As I lay upon the mountain
As I lay upon the mountain watching the goats eating the last Autumn leaves I begin to understand why Teresa wouldn't trade this view for any of the modern comforts of today's world.
In a summer afternoon Teresa asked me whether I could take her place while she would visit her family in the U.S., and in a cloudless winter day I arrived in Malga Pausa to look after her eighteen goats, two horses, two dogs and three cats. As Teresa left and her responsibilities became my own I often found myself repeating her familiar gestures and words. Being in my subject's shoes brought new colours to the scenery I had photographed so many times before - see the project "From boats to goats”.
