ME, MYSELF.

I remember it like it was yesterday. I had just turned 18 when I bought my first camera, a Nikon D3100. It was a birthday present, but to me it was more than that: the beginning of something I couldn't explain yet, only feel.

I've always been passionate about photography. I started out playing around, posting photos on Flickr with no technique at all, but with a strong urge to see beyond. I taught myself, learned with friends, through trial and error. I learned so much that one day I started teaching.

The hobby became a profession and took me to places, people and stories I still carry with me. But between deliveries and expectations, I drifted away from myself. I lacked clarity, I lacked courage. At 28, I put the camera away. I thought it was the end of a cycle. It was only a pause.

Even far away, my eye never switched off. Light coming through the window, a stranger's honest laugh, time passing slowly. The world kept asking to be recorded.

Today I'm back, calmer, more present and listening more. I'm not after perfect poses, I'm after real moments. I want to photograph people who understand the value of a moment and want to keep more than an image: a living memory, made of honest looks, spontaneous smiles and true affection.

This return is a continuation, more conscious and more my own. I used to photograph to understand the world. Today I photograph to connect with it. If that connection makes sense to you too, it will be a pleasure to meet you on the other side of the lens.