Night Tales contains photographs that I have been taking over the years, places or landscapes that caught my attention. In this book, forests coexist with increasingly rare houses or towers in a city that swallows its past. The night and the full moon as a late motif, the photograph as a background digitally transformed into a new, more scenographic, almost pictorial image, layered and transparencies. Losing oneself is that forest. Getting lost, unknown, is the forest at the time when the lights are dimming and the eye no longer perceives forms but cut-out silhouettes, trees turned into ghosts. Flutter and collide with demons, with the fears of childhood behind the fog. Get lost in the woods and feel the anguish of Sunday afternoons in your chest. To contemplate again in memory the threatening Moon framed in the nursery window, an opaque and incomprehensible crystal ball.