Matera by night seems to merge into another era, shrouded in the soft glow of street lamps and the rising mist that slowly erases the Sassi.
In this ancient labyrinth of cave dwellings and rock churches, silence is almost tangible - a stillness rare in a world where tourists everywhere capture themselves in selfies, their phone screens glowing brightly against the darkness.
Hans Wilschut's work shows a different reality, a Matera without human presence, stripped of the fleeting glimpses of visitors who see the city merely as a backdrop for on the bucket list.
His photography seeks the moments when the city finds itself again, detached from the constant recording urge of travellers.
In his images, the anecdotal snapshot culture disappears and a contemplative space emerges in which architecture and light play the leading role.
A night photograph of Matera in Wilschut's mind lets this ancient city breathe as a living organism.