With Stefania Beretta, as in a canvas by Pollock, the image is born from the chaos of forms, the chance of the encounter of the motif and the absolute mastery of the photographic gesture. A gesture that denies the effects to focus on a documentary strategy that envisages witnessing brutally. In an overflow of Colors, the photographs are discovered in a sort of organic disorder, of elements at first indistinct, which, little by little, reveal their true nature: waste.