First, there is waiting: empty chairs, the square, bodies slowly arriving.
Then faith becomes matter: roses, holy cards, offerings, petals, hands.
On Santa Rita’s day, devotion does not appear as an abstract idea, but as a constant passage between objects, gestures, and faces. The saint appears behind glass, beside a rose, in the reflection of praying hands. She enters human space, and is changed by it.
This series follows that passage: from waiting to threshold, from the rose to the woman, from blessing to final farewell. It does not look for the spectacular event, but for the fragile, tangible trace of what remains when ritual moves through people.