My relationship with photography began in 2010, during my studies at the IED in Turin; but I didn't know what I was doing. I was in eternal conflict with myself and my images. After finishing my studies, I continued to photograph, always without knowing what shape I was looking for.
I was selected for the 'Reflexions' project in Camera Torino with Alex and Rebecca Norris Webb and that was the hammer blow on the anvil: I was in the middle. I wanted to go far to capture the exotic because everything that was near seemed unworthy, unnatural, infographic. Then I realized that my photography only made sense if it was driven by love and hatred for what I was looking at. So I never left, but I continued to photograph the landscape where I have my freedom to walk. I call it "my garden where I don't know if flowers are magical", a prison that I feel the need to study, understand and perhaps exorcise, as Camus would say.
I don't know what to expect from this experience, maybe the ability to learn to observe my house through the eyes of another, as I came back as a child and took care of every little detail.