The half-closed lips and the frost in the eyes leave unspoken words in the air, speeches left unsaid and stifled by the poses of the naked bodies. The closed shoulders and tight arms that twist around the body like roots.
Edoardo Lavagno‘s shots portray very different women, but they seem to be frames of the same biographical film. The delicacy of a hand that casts a shadow on the sheets has the outline of a mysterious dream, in which there is a reserved eroticism that does not overflow from emotional privacy.
The walls of the houses are the background of the shots, physical limits that watch over and protect the search for freedom of expression.
There is always a window that keeps the women portrayed by Edoardo Lavagno company, a presence of light that underlines the bodies and defines their warmth, both in the color shots and in the black and white ones.













