I’ve watched the news since the 70s with the world mutations, progresses and especially its malfunctions.
The images of the end of the years of lead, the Berlin wall fall, Tiananmen, Nelson Mandela, the transfer of sovereignty of Hong Kong, operation restore hope…
They don't need words, they don't lie but often they hurt. Aldo Moro, the red brigades, desert storm, the Kosovo, famines… Before that, Beirut, everyday, the green line, the districts, the hostages, Israel…
Anything I could write will not be enough and will be too much. I wanted to see with my own eyes some places where history was written. The foolish ones that create misunderstandings and extremism and whose explanations are so gross that they are soon forgotten.
The masters gave me the photo passion. I collected their images and visited their shows. They can write history without words. The timeless and yet so powerful modern black and whites pictures of Salgado, Nachtwey, the «war photographer», no comment, no need.There is one shot above all others that made me take my first picture: the Afghan girl of McCurry. Sadness, despair and beauty in the same picture.
Thank you all. Your photos made me dream.
Finally, there is the Venetian adventurer whose characters travelled with me everywhere. Thank you Mister Hugo for your lessons about beauty, history and culture and above all thank you for teaching me to be impertinent.
"my" is the first project I wanted to create with only one goal : take you all for a journey through the countries I love, with no partialities and go on as long as possible and share a world vision.
The images of the end of the years of lead, the Berlin wall fall, Tiananmen, Nelson Mandela, the transfer of sovereignty of Hong Kong, operation restore hope…
They don't need words, they don't lie but often they hurt. Aldo Moro, the red brigades, desert storm, the Kosovo, famines… Before that, Beirut, everyday, the green line, the districts, the hostages, Israel…
Anything I could write will not be enough and will be too much. I wanted to see with my own eyes some places where history was written. The foolish ones that create misunderstandings and extremism and whose explanations are so gross that they are soon forgotten.
The masters gave me the photo passion. I collected their images and visited their shows. They can write history without words. The timeless and yet so powerful modern black and whites pictures of Salgado, Nachtwey, the «war photographer», no comment, no need.There is one shot above all others that made me take my first picture: the Afghan girl of McCurry. Sadness, despair and beauty in the same picture.
Thank you all. Your photos made me dream.
Finally, there is the Venetian adventurer whose characters travelled with me everywhere. Thank you Mister Hugo for your lessons about beauty, history and culture and above all thank you for teaching me to be impertinent.
"my" is the first project I wanted to create with only one goal : take you all for a journey through the countries I love, with no partialities and go on as long as possible and share a world vision.