Unelikely Pictures, 2018
I was born into a family where the paintbrush, the camera and the making of small black and white films was something normal. My parents were the first to push me in this direction when I was very young.
I knew what I was going to do later: paint, and I dreamed of inventing colours. I didn’t know that I was going to paint photos. Photography took me over the day I could see the secret image on paper appear, as if by magic.
Then the game of inventing images and holding them with a camera turned into a magic wand to decipher my own language, since words were not enough for me. Images that, under the deep caress of my inseparable friends: colours and paintbrushes, transmitted reality to my own language.
Everything else is part of a boring curriculum and a livelihood, of loves, masters, dreams and miraculous experiences like stretching every morning when I wake up and opening new eyes.
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