In 1959 Martin Heidegger published a set of essays and reflections about "language", where he argued that language itself should speak for us and not the contrary. Photography allows exactly that and so, last summer, I've made this series of shots to a couple of friends who asked me to be photographed in exchange of their ospitality.
We had no particular ideas, my job was just to let the photos speak and so the story of an approach between two people came out and they've decided to share a moment of particular intimacy with a silent spectator. I publish these shots because they are different from those I usually made, here there are no predefined intentions, there's no planning, here there's only a language, the photographic language, which speaks for me, nothing else.
They went slowly into the bedroom and there they started to love each other.