During Easter 2025, while passing through Venice Santa Lucia train station, I was struck by the overwhelming tide of tourists arriving just before the holiday. The station, usually a transit point, felt transformed — a mass of anonymous bodies, all moving yet disconnected, swallowed by the space itself. On a warm, sunny day, I photographed this crowd, focusing not on faces or identities, but on the fragments that defined their presence: legs, bags, movement. Using digital tools, I condensed these impressions into abstracted, anonymous figures, stripped of personal markers yet charged with the weight of collective passage. 
This series reflects on anonymity and the notion of “non-place” — spaces defined by transit and impermanence rather than identity or belonging. It is a meditation on overtourism, displacement, and how we exist in-between, as fleeting shadows within spaces overwhelmed by constant flow.
Arrivals
Arrivals
Girl in sneakers
Girl in sneakers
Directions
Directions
Three little pigs
Three little pigs
The business man
The business man
Back to school
Back to school
Cabin bag
Cabin bag
The yellow woman
The yellow woman
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