Paolo Baiguera

Starting from the distance that separates him from asteroid 121019 Minodamato, the narrator embarks on an emotional journey in search of the many lives of his grandfather, Mino Damato: from reporting on some of the most devastating conflicts of the postwar era to the bright lights of 1980s television, and finally to his encounter with an HIV-positive orphan who would change his life forever. As fragments of family, personal and collective memory are pieced together, Mino’s boundless fascination with the cosmos emerges as the thread connecting a life that seems impossible to decipher.

A family taboo, a missing story. Using 25 photos and the cold readings of artificial intelligence against his mother’s warm memories, a nephew reconstructs the life of Michele, an uncle lost to HIV and heroin in 1980s–90s Italy, exploring memory, the value of images, and what remains unspoken.

In the forests of Fobbia, Claudio spends his days obsessively carving wood. Years earlier, his son disappeared in those same woods. The only thing of him left was the red shirt he was wearing, found under a pine tree. Ever since then, Claudio has been felling trees and carving them, convinced that his son must hide in there somewhere. Between truth and fantasy, Claudio’s story is intertwined with the tale of Pinocchio, here turned upside down.

Starting from the distance that separates him from asteroid 121019 Minodamato, the narrator embarks on an emotional journey in search of the many lives of his grandfather, Mino Damato: from reporting on some of the most devastating conflicts of the postwar era to the bright lights of 1980s television, and finally to his encounter with an HIV-positive orphan who would change his life forever. As fragments of family, personal and collective memory are pieced together, Mino’s boundless fascination with the cosmos emerges as the thread connecting a life that seems impossible to decipher.

A family taboo, a missing story. Using 25 photos and the cold readings of artificial intelligence against his mother’s warm memories, a nephew reconstructs the life of Michele, an uncle lost to HIV and heroin in 1980s–90s Italy, exploring memory, the value of images, and what remains unspoken.

In the forests of Fobbia, Claudio spends his days obsessively carving wood. Years earlier, his son disappeared in those same woods. The only thing of him left was the red shirt he was wearing, found under a pine tree. Ever since then, Claudio has been felling trees and carving them, convinced that his son must hide in there somewhere. Between truth and fantasy, Claudio’s story is intertwined with the tale of Pinocchio, here turned upside down.