Pietro Coppa

This year-end we are all a little bit dressed up for the holidays, so why not account for it? I wanted to collect and present here a few images, all taken in this month of December, relating to the slightly unreal atmosphere around the Christmas festivities. They are slightly unreal…

In hamster cages, there is often a swivel, a hollow wheel fixed on two pins into which the animal slips and starts to run, but obviously always stays in the same place.

A small review of objects, people, animals, both common and not, which, due to the context in which they are depicted, or their attitude, turn into alien figures, freaks, or strange creatures.Cheerful nightmares, though, with just a hint of irony for certain slips into bad taste or vaguely surreal situations.…

These days, and at my age, as well as being justifiably worried and uncertain about the future, indeed precisely because of this, one must also know how to have fun and play, as and as much as one can, with what one has at one’s disposal. The camera is the…

Sunset even before being a particular moment of the day is a metaphor.In literature as in the figurative arts, it is associated with the decline and end (of the day, of light, of life), with the transition from light to darkness: it is the sun’s swan song before it is…

Slightly surreal atmospheres are the theme of this short collection of images of places or people, collected mainly in Rome, but not only, almost all of them during this year. A year, like the two that preceded it, that is putting alarming warnings in front of our eyes, that is…

Often there are things behind our backs that we are not aware of: the gaze of a stranger, rather than a background that contrasts with the idea of us that we would like to convey, or something else vaguely unexpected or inappropriate. The images I present have as their theme…

Stopping for a moment, taking a break, the images I present here share this theme in different keys; whether one elaborates on it in a slightly playful sense, with tenderness or with irony, it alludes to a fundamental human capacity: that of interrupting what one is doing to devote oneself…

In these worrying twenties, events are happening one after the other that leave us disturbed and bewildered.It is not worth listing them: they have been, and are, there for all to see. What I would like to try to convey, in a way that is alien to rhetoric, is the…

Most human beings like to eat and drink, especially in company, and conviviality is one of the joys of life that people are less willing to give up, even in difficult conditions.

Roma Italy The city where I live is full of sculptures of all kinds, in museums, buildings and squares: pompous representations of heroes or marvellous masterpieces accumulated over three thousand years of history, statues carried in processions, copies of famous works or herms with the fathers of the fatherland, garden…

Extracting the maximum from the minimum could be an oxymoron, an operational agenda in the field of photography, or more generally a wise way to cope with the travails of these prolific times.

What binds the characters animating this series of images is the common feeling that there is something slightly out of place in their being.

Still life, often considered boring, immobile, in reality, if you have the eyes to see, hides within itself endless stories to tell

With backs turned, as we grow older, we begin to think of the goodbyes, our own and of others we have experienced for so many reasons, and of those who walk away turn their backs, or sit and ignore us lost in their own thoughts or loneliness.

Roma Italy Hooded characters, faces covered or barely distinguishable, often shot from behind, are the crooked figures that give this collection its title.I wanted to put together a selection of images that give an account of the atmosphere of a precarious and suspended city, which is no longer fully recognisable,…

Roma, Napoli, Sicilia Italy For some time now, we have been living in a strange era in which many of the parameters we were used to in the rich countries of the West have been abruptly called into question.We took them for granted, we took them for definitive, whereas they…

Roma Italy When I walk through the city, I sometimes look up at some illuminated or half-open window that reveals and at the same time hides unknown interiors.So I would like to be a fly, something that can fly in and reveal the intimacy of others, otherwise precluded, to fill…

Strolling through the city, it is not unusual to find shop windows where the need to catch the eye by surprising is combined with substantial bad taste.

The shadows of objects or people can be distorted, and then perhaps with their monstrous shapes they whisper thoughts or hidden meanings, hidden beneath the usual appearance; and only an oblique gaze can grasp this complex ambiguity.