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tale of Leandro Diletti is right beyond the contents of the
beautiful photographs, of the beautiful
landscapes, of the faultless composition, of the study of
the lights and the appropriate position of the models.
The work of Diletti is a "hymn" to the One who has
created certain beauties, and then reported
with cleverness on the film.
Every image is the synthesis of a particular emotion, of
a "felt" special moment, of a spent emotion;
the revelation of a not common sensitivity. And so, from a
person who for years has lived dipped
in the arid world of the numbers and in the cold logic of the
Business Economy, we have a big love
gratefulness lesson towards the One who has created everybody
and all that surrounds as.
Gianfranco Marzetti ( photographer )
They are clear and neat images, at times even estetizzanti:
one intensely goes from the chromatic pittoricismo of
the landscapes to true and real analyses of the movement of
the bodies (from high clouds to lion's tooth spore to the statues which rush in
high). They all seem allusions to something that hovers
beyond the earthly gravity. The literary culture would speak
in terms of modern allegories, but here the anxiety implied
in the culture of nine a hundred and beyond is absent.
Leandro introduces us a light and pretty microcosmos. He
approaches the eye and the mind to a terrestrial and
sky-blue nature (never separated). A world near the creation,
he would say; still beautiful, without the disturbing
presence of man. A man who is never protagonist, but only
and privileged addressee of a luminous harmony feeling (ha!,
So the human passions seem to lose their "unsustainable
weights of the being" and dilute themselves in the
soul of the universe.
On the steps of San Francesco, but also of Giordano
Bruno: of the nature and infinity beauty of the skies, but
without the anxieties of the modern man.
"And wrecking is
sweet in this sea".
With love, your affectionately,
Massimo Scarponi (
leterary man )
have just visited your site and
have found him moving.
I am always in the office and especially in winter much light
does not arrive from the outside one ,
for this I wanted to thank you:
photos are a window
opened to the dreams!
if mine favourites are the
< Details >,
…. the crying willow or simply the ciliege of the Val
Tesino……, I want tell you, the really curious are the ones done in
the botanical orchard
of the prof. Maroni.
be able to photograph the ciliege of safe you will have seen
something of particular, something of only one which you did
not want to make escape .... and
that is possible only if one is able to appreciate thin at the
end all the beauties that nature mother gives away us every
day and that often we do neither realize or, what frequent and
everything seems to us there be due and all comes for
Dear Leandro, congratulation especially for the brave tone of
the series called < Contemplare l'Eterno >: generally I
find a lot of rethoric about this subject and too many
soppinesses, or rudenesses, in the Bibilic quotations. You are
catching me in a time when your interpretation of silence is
very important for me. In particular I like the photo you have
just called " il silenzio ", since I think that the
brightness of the image, toghether with the determination of
the blue tonality that you have rightly chosen to transmit us
profondity and at the same time trust in God and in the Grace,
is the adeguate mirror of the words that you say, and via
versa; in a beautiful and brave intellectual challenge in an
age of senseless words and of wasteland.
the same time I appreciate the courage by which you don't hide
your Faith, in a historic moment that, too slow to die, for
long has been requiring shame and submission to the person who
has some other point of reference, beyond to his fine
person. Even more I admire the antirethoric that allows you to
choice ( in an apparent paradox ) just the Word to
deny the words. Best wishes.
Maria Maistrini (
Diletti's sensibility, together with his tecnical skill and
strong passion for photo art, make a communication istrument
of moods and intimate perceptions, out of the camera.
The greatness of the photo shown in this Web site lies in
their capacity to comunicate, not only to experts, but even to
people who don't know much abaut photography, both the
sensation of tranquillity and peace resulting from the
observation of nature and love for the places where he was
born and still lives. The joy the photographer feels when
catching this beautiful moments seens to be the same strength
which drives him to photograph them
Simone De Santis (
My dear Leandro, I visited your photo Web-Site and .... you
managed to voice what you feel and experience in the visual
field/art, even what you sometimes do not voice, out of
restraint. This form of art is accessible to everybody. Both
simple people and the men of letters. Suffice to say that
painting -as well as images- enter the history of Church
because they are the catechesis of the poor. Everyone coul be
evangelized in the scriptures by means of images: the same
function is served by icons in the eastern religion. Youar
photo have let me experience the taste of the beauty, have
caused me a wish for infinity, eternity as well as mistery and
... why not? A hin of sadness.
The Themes <Moment of Life><Lines and forms><Landscapes>
force you to leave, to take off, to go beyond without wishing;
you take off and are filled by a feeling brought abaut by the
image. My compliments!
I chose the photo " Thanks ", by you commented whit
the words (by Lanciagloriosa L. ): " My abode ". How
did you manage to get/catch that feeling? Your bride's
delicate face, market by a touch of affliction and two
parallel vertical lines ... tell a whole life; and that
forefinger touching the tip of the thorn seems to say ..
" I know what this is ..., i know what this has been for
you ..." More over, that arm seen to be protruding from
the staue ... so that you can no more tell which ( of the two
) is Christ nowadays, whether him or her, but those eyes,
looking, force you to have your feet on the ground since
Christ is here, today, and not in heaven ... so she is the one
who wins; " I was hungry, thirsty and i suffered ...
". Jesus says in the Gospel. I would like to get a
picture out of it because, every time i see this photo it
makes me meditate.
Pizzetti ( Father in Brazil )