These photographs found me during the last years as I was questioning myself a lot what photography itself represents to me today, after all these years. It came out in the form of a Self published book in really few copies idea, a memory and life needs evidence, like a private family album about existence and perception in my last years. It leaves many questions still open.
Find a good place close to the sea and look at pictures. Memories. Fragile thoughts and sensation disappear silently far from crowds and noise. Open my eyes so I can see and be in love. Black is the night. Encounters, keys, changes, escape. So quiet that you could see through it.