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Everything is in motion.
Nothing is still, pressure of time itself forcing us to keep moving, to change.

I use photography to convey a message, to freeze the moment, the extrapolate from the real environment a fraction of time, a fraction of space, in order to render a view of the situation, a two dimensional obj… Read More
Everything is in motion.
Nothing is still, pressure of time itself forcing us to keep moving, to change.

I use photography to convey a message, to freeze the moment, the extrapolate from the real environment a fraction of time, a fraction of space, in order to render a view of the situation, a two dimensional object that will endure over time.
Something that happened, but that continues to exist, that does not pass.
To isolate the scene.

Photography is something that has attracted me since I was small, something not at all linked to my passion for literature, that then grows and matures until it evolves into a style, a search, an ongoing experimentation.

In my imagination books, like photographs, have the same purpose, to open windows onto worlds that have been invented (or lived) by others and that, through descriptions and concepts in the first instance, and visual references in the second, seek to make you a part of the imaginary construct, using a filter, a code to translate them into a language that is meaningful to the viewer.

A "curious and captivating" approach, that ranges from a still image to an abstract search for meaning, for the concept.

In my shots you can see bodies, individuals in private moments or in apparently incomprehensible actions, in paradoxical situations; in a light that reveals all the weaknesses of the flesh. Images, dreamlike, visionary.
They are attempts to portray the body transcending its normal and reassuring physicality, in an eternal challenge to any possible perceptive solution. Often, within the composition, there emerges as the central figure, man's existential solitude, the common anxiety created by everything that is not normal or that has no apparent explanation, and the fear in the face of the uncertainty of one's convictions.
As in a hazy vision, like a distant memory, every face is revealed yet hidden; the spectator investigates silently, unspoken words that fade in the throat, a message against the inability to communicate. The immovable centrality of the principal subject is contrasted with the surrounding emptiness.

Being used to following my own rules, I create situations that often relate to a concept of alienation as a voluntary exile from the world.
The need to allow oneself to drown in the tranquil waters of one's own reflections in order to rediscover places, inner worlds, that teem with ideas.
Learning to breathe.

Apnoea isolates us from the outside world, it seals us hermetically from voices, sounds and people, transporting us into a muffled, almost "uterine" dimension. Immersed in the liquid of our own thoughts, finding no suitable role in this hyperactive, valueless contemporary society. For how long can you survive an apnoea? How long can you hold your breathe without suffocating?


Do my photographs tell a story? I don't know.
Frankly I prefer it when doubts and questions arise.



"Nevertheless I will continue to listen to the obscure command that comes from within me, I will continue to try and try again."
This is the spring that powers my little watch".

Hesse, La Cura. Read Less
Member Since: Nov 28, 2011