Like many, the love for photography is something that accompanies me from the first moments of my life. Only in the last few years I have had the material opportunity to devote myself to it with passion, intensity and constancy. I'm not a photographer by profession. And any definition doesn't affect my passion for photography.
For predisposition and predilection, I make photos exclusively in analog. And I develop my films by myself. 35mm, but especially medium format. I love photography in black and white. And I work mostly with long exposures of landscapes and urban contexts. I am completely self-taught. The little or very little that I know about photography, I've learned it by experience. Instinct and experience. Sensitivity and experience. Failures and experience.
What I try to recreate through my photos, what I try to bring out through them, is a feeling of alienation and loneliness.
Cities are like shells of social exclusion, crowded with ghosts. Individuals alone and isolated, alien to themselves and towards others. Anonymous faceless souls.
The landscapes of the sea are cold sterile lunar surfaces. Lifeless and unable to accommodate its seeds. Distant landscapes, perhaps dispersed in space, perhaps promised lands never existed.
This is the human condition. Unease, alienation, loneliness, lack of communication, dereliction.
Although I started doing photography, with dedication and satisfaction, just two years ago, I got several good results, also in different international contests. I have overcome the "Black & White Spider Awards" 2014 category "Fine art - Amateur" with the photo "De silent of sand". And several other nominees in the same competition. "Honorable mention" for two photos to the IPA 2014 and recently 3 "Honorable Mention", for as many photos, to Monochrome Photography Awards 2014.