Photography is a way to catch a moment which is passing and will never repeat again. Just add light and create a picture to please your mind and share your thoughts.

Art wouldn’t exist if the significance of life were clear. Photography wouldn’t exist if we were able to see.

The photographs shown in this website have been taken since about 2006, when I started shooting with a digital camera. Most of them are urban images of the city of Milano. They neither claim to be art nor to represent beauty. They are just a tale of what I happened to see exploring the city in different years, seasons and day times. Many more things I saw than I could capture. People, sites, corners, buildings, every-day-life scenes portrayed with curiosity and, I hope, with respect of other people’s dignity.

The followings are phrases from the literature which I feel very close to my point of view in observing the world and portraying it

“…if love belongs to the poet, and fear to the novelist, then loneliness belongs to the photographer. To be a photographer is to willingly enter the world of the lonely, because it is an artistic exercise in invisibility… The person with the camera is not hiding but receding. She is willfully removing herself from the slipstream of life; she is making herself into a constant witness, someone who lives to see the lives of others, not to be seen herself. Writing is often assumed to be the loneliest profession, but solitude should not be confused for loneliness: one is a condition we choose, the other is a condition that is forced upon us. A writer creates a world, and she is the ruler of it; the photographer moves through the world, our world, hoping for anonymity, hoping she is able to humble herself enough to see and record what the rest of us—in our noisy perambulations, in our requests to be heard—are too present to our own selves to ever see. To practice this art requires first a commitment to self-erasure.”

Hanya Yanagihara, The New Yorker, July 10, 2016