Sandro Glaettli has a proper sensitivity towards forests, photographing them with respect and gentleness. He has learned that the woods are made up of living things: the plants. They grow, talk and sing, develop in every direction and become similar enough to man for us to compare them, grouped together, to cities. In spite of urbanisation forced on the land at the expense of generative nature, today the woods remain an important place for human life.
Tiptoeing through them by day and by night, trying not to disturb anything, Sandro presents for us the images of its silent transformation, sometimes where human have intervened: piling cut timber, planting flowers for their dead, clearing leaves from the paths. He walks in the woods only when he feels like it and photographs them only when an image firmly fixed in his mind present itself to him.
It is his hope that one day all will be restored to order and, as the final photograph in Popoli shows, everything will be set in motion again, restoring the notion of balance that nature observes in its plan, but man in his presumption and arrogance wants to destroy.