6x6 - 120mm

“I have found God, but he is insufficient.”
Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

Piccola Scuola di Circo - 35mm

Piccola Scuola di Circo - 35mm

On this road, between a row of dying sycamore trees and busy trollies, Chinatown ends and the Kasbah of Milan begins. On the ruins of the Little School of Circus, the weeds grow as undisturbed as gypsy camps.
It was once a place where small children went to learn acrobatics, to expound on their creativity and relish in their childhood. On weekends, you would often see grandparents with red clown noses and grandchildren with their hair tangled with corriander, crowding the entrance of this little red and white tent.

The little school was evicted in 2007 by the City of Milan, in order to build a parking lot that is still not there.

In this crooked and badly overgrown area, where the Little School of Circus once was, there is still some poetry to be found. The poetry speaks of a tender, gentle, humane Milan that could be stolen from a Fellini movie, that now exists only in memory. This tiny tent provided a social function whose value was far greater than a multi-floor parking lot that is yet to exist, especially with another in construction less than 500 meters away.

UrbanismsOlimpia Soheve