Photographing requires tremendous concentration. Not so much aimed at the technical aspects, which are easy to memorize and make automatic, as at connecting the images that are proposed in front of the photographer's gaze with what concerns his inner world.
Each photo is a self portrait. In each image we chase and try to fix ourselves, not necessarily at the present moment, as we are today, but rather as we have been, as we remember we have been, on an emotional and cognitive level.
They are always incomplete, fragmented, opaque self-portraits, which need to be deciphered, reconstructed through the elements available. Sometimes even through what is not there, but that we imagine we see in the evanescence of overexposed areas or in the darkness of underexposed ones.
Taking an image can sometimes appear to be an instinctive, fleeting act. It can also be if the image remains on the retina of the film, if it is not recovered, even after years, from the binder in which it is placed, the archive of the photographer's memory, and processed in such a way as to receive a sense, a meaning, functional to the idea of himself that the photographer, like every individual, builds in the course of his life by retracing the key points of his existence.