Five thousand lire: pocket money my grandfather used to give me as a child for a ride on the merry-go-round, during those slightly dull afternoons by the seaside. Five thousand lire could also buy you twenty Chupa Chups. They taste like sweetness, like home, like plastic melting in the sun before environmentalism became a cornerstone of my perception.

Small change in a hand to buy some memories. 

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​This space was created to challenge current ways of sharing art. You won’t find links to my social media channels because I simply don’t have any. Feel free to leave comments, write to me for a chat, or even tell me where you think I’m going wrong—it’s all good. Let’s do it with love, respect, and a sense of community.

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​I'm based in Italy and love photographing what is alive and what once was, all while walking through the world imagining what is yet to come.

 

These are my stories.

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