My father always took photographs of our summer holidays. He used an old Russian camera, a Zorki. I remember the complexity of all the settings, how hard it was to load and the importance of caring for it. I never took a single picture with this camera. The idea that I could operate it myself, load it with film and use it to record my everyday life never occurred to me. As an adult, I decided to study Photography. My introduction to the craft seemed completely accidental, but in the following years, I dove into it professionally. I worked in a variety of fields ranging from portrait, documentary, interior and theater photography mostly on commissioned work for magazines and companies.
My way to experience photography has changed through the years. In trying to better understand my reality, and to express my interpretation of the world around me, I started using photography as a means of self-expression.
The camera gave me a point of connection and new spaces for self-development.