Scene from the Life of Tramps (Lazzaroni)
A heavy, ochre light settles over the crumbling stone of ancient ruins. Here, the shadows are thick and deep, swallowing the corners of a chaotic street scene. Figures move through the haze of smoke and dust, their bodies caught in a sudden, sharp glare of sun. A man gestures with urgency, his hands carving shapes into the air, while others sit in the dirt, anchored by the weight of their…









