Second edition publication to accompany our latest exhibition The Furthest Point Was Home.
The 56-page softback book acts as a simple catalogue for the show. There are three introductory essays, followed by 52 images. The typography is set in Yport by Luzi Type.
Designed by Tim George.
London-based photographer Danilo Murru revisits his native Sardinia more than a quarter of a century after he “escaped”.
This photographic journey, shown as part of Deptford X art festival fringe 2025, explores Danilo’s emotional reconnection with the island.
The Furthest Point Was Home is captured as a series of spatial fragments, inscrutable moments and insignificantdetails, as well as unexpected encounters with people he met along the way.
The project avoids the tourist cliché of Sardinia as a Mediterranean holiday paradise, instead roaming the streets of Danilo's home city Cagliari and other locations across the island.
“I drove to remote and rural villages where I have never been before,” says Danilo. “I wandered for hours, barely seeing a soul, sometimes nobody at all.”
Second edition publication to accompany our latest exhibition The Furthest Point Was Home.
The 56-page softback book acts as a simple catalogue for the show. There are three introductory essays, followed by 52 images. The typography is set in Yport by Luzi Type.
Designed by Tim George.
London-based photographer Danilo Murru revisits his native Sardinia more than a quarter of a century after he “escaped”.
This photographic journey, shown as part of Deptford X art festival fringe 2025, explores Danilo’s emotional reconnection with the island.
The Furthest Point Was Home is captured as a series of spatial fragments, inscrutable moments and insignificantdetails, as well as unexpected encounters with people he met along the way.
The project avoids the tourist cliché of Sardinia as a Mediterranean holiday paradise, instead roaming the streets of Danilo's home city Cagliari and other locations across the island.
“I drove to remote and rural villages where I have never been before,” says Danilo. “I wandered for hours, barely seeing a soul, sometimes nobody at all.”
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