Andrea De Fusco captures, through Polaroid photographs, the boat crossings from Naples to the Aeolian Islands as the seasons and years go by. Anyone who has made the journey remembers it almost like a film: the sun sets, seagulls chase the wake, darkness falls and all sense of direction is lost until dawn, when the silhouettes of Stromboli and the other islands emerge from the blue. De Fusco depicts the route not as a mere journey but as a ritual, a passage between two dimensions. His Polaroids, taken over different crossings, seasons and years, are rearranged to follow the ship's route, creating the illusion of a single voyage, and explored in their physicality, sometimes enlarged until the subject dissolves into an abstract landscape. The images are interwoven with texts by Giacomo De Fusco on what remains of space and time when all points of reference disappear.