Lying on the sand of the winter sea,
opening your hands to the sun and letting your identity evaporate.
(Fabrizio Caramagna)
The inspiration
Even in winter, Sicily never stops making us dreaming. The atmosphere of the sea in the coldest time of
the year replicated in creations that reveal the intense colours of grey clouds,
rippling sea and pink twilight after a storm.
A touch of romance
The wet sand, the scent of rain and the silence instil a sense of tranquility.
Moments that seem suspended in time, far from the hustle and bustle of summer,
where every detail evokes calmness and wonder.
The inspiration
Even in winter, Sicily never stops
making us dreaming.
The atmosphere of the sea in the coldest
time of the year replicated in creations
that reveal the intense colours of
grey clouds, rippling sea and
pink twilight after a storm.
A touch of romance
The wet sand, the scent of rain
and the silence instil
a sense of tranquility.
Moments that seem
suspended in time, far from
the hustle and bustle of summer,
where every detail evokes
calmness and wonder.