<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Æternum Mentis]]></title><description><![CDATA[Photography & Cinematography]]></description><link>https://www.sergiospadavecchia.com/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2026 00:43:26 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.creativespades.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[THE ART OF PHOTOGRAPHY — A TESTAMENT TO LIGHT, LOSS, AND THE MAGIC BETWEEN]]></title><description><![CDATA[Photography, for me, has never been a technical act. It has never been merely the press of a shutter or the mechanical click of gears aligning in obedience to my will. Long before I understood apertures, lenses, and shutter speeds, I understood something else — something deeper, something older than the science of optics. For me, photography has always been a kind of magic . Not the loud sort with sparks and spectacle, but the quiet kind — the ancient alchemy of freezing light and bending...]]></description><link>https://www.sergiospadavecchia.com/post/the-art-of-photography-a-testament-to-light-loss-and-the-magic-between</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69252ac5f0736c54fcb20cae</guid><category><![CDATA[Photography]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2025 04:20:21 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/32a759_bc8e6b10afed4f1c96538d4127de3847~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Sergio D. Spadavecchia</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Truth of a Wanderer]]></title><description><![CDATA[When losing a little bit of yourself can make you a better person. I found myself wandering this earth by fluke. No wealth, no inheritance, no miracles disguised as luck — just a strange twist of fate that allowed me to move, to see, to feel. I was never meant to travel. I was meant to stay, to follow the quiet rhythm of an ordinary life. But something — maybe curiosity, maybe destiny — pushed me beyond the horizon. The world revealed itself not as a map, but as a pulse — alive,...]]></description><link>https://www.sergiospadavecchia.com/post/the-truth-of-a-wanderer</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69054475bb313c80082c24ef</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2025 23:46:22 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/32a759_957e568fc613426aa6ed1666f8e09ca6~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Sergio D. Spadavecchia</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>