I am a blue, snowy sky

When you are born in a tiny village lost amidst the mountains, you have not a lot of figurehead Giusi has only two. Her mother, indefatigable, always immersed in the work of the restaurant and home, but always attentive, always able to say, do, watch, with his unerring eye, her simple and profound gestures. And the valley: immense open space where she find escape, and becomes one with the grass, the sky, the rocks, water. Two different teachers, both necessary to find the road that leads away from the valley, to the infinite plain of the self. [Text in Italian]