Through the special light of Rome and the reversal of its values, Delogu narrates its timeless dimension beyond space. A reversal which shows the excess of light which have made these daytime photos “blind”, where everything has been swallowed up by the white, as if it were the dark of night, where only signs hanging in the void have remained which tell more than they show. In the landscapes illuminated only by the faint light of the moon, the night-time photos, things appear at the limit of their physical presence, brushed by the subtle and unsure light of the moon, as if about to disappear. In both cases we are faced with “apparitions” rather than images. As in the hazy contours of a dream, everything here loses physicality, filled with light or barely discernible in the half light of a slightly blurred image. A dream-like dimension which makes everything unreal, suspended in time and space. […] This is the Rome of Marco Delogu where “the night has become day and the day has become night”. The reverse polarity of a light and of a place which reverses time and space and where the light and the legend, the history and the nature, swallow up reality and transform it into a great apparition
