I'm fond of writing, and I write everywhere: on my hands (you can find all my memos on my left hand), my arms, every notebook I can find, white or written pieces of paper around the house.. It's very important to me.
As a child I always felt the need to create, draw, colour, write - and two years ago to take photos.
It makes me feel less shy, more self confident and able to communicate. I believe that sometimes a picture can tell you more than you could ever imagine about the photographer.
Tonight I feel homesick. Homesick of the past, a past that I don't like and I don't want to come back.
And looking at some photos I took some years ago, in a certain way I can read on those images and figures all the things that have changed .
I love time, but at the same time I'm its first victim.
I took this picture in Barcellona, two years ago. I was drinking a terrible cappuccino with G., we were laughing and thinking about what we would have done the next day in that city, too big and fascinating for us.
This photo has a strong meaning to me.