There is a picture of myself as a child that often comes to my mind: it’s me on my desk, reading the very first rudiments of geology that the teacher wanted us to memorize perfectly. Plate tectonics, continental drift, volcanoes… I can remember the precise words if I concentrate just a little. I was only 10 years old, but I already loved that subject: the idea of something emerging from the center of the earth to its surface, bringing destruction and fear, but also new forms and strange landscapes, was fascinating.
The first volcano I have ever seen is the Mount Etna in Sicily: I fell in love with that kind of scenario and I am still loving it when, for example, I fly to Lanzarote. I remember the first time I went there: the transfer from the airport to the little village of Famara is a winding road through a land of grey lava and black ash. I could only see the outline of volcanoes, no trees, nothing else: something completely different from the Italian landscape I was used to. I re-fell in love with it.
Here I feel a strange energy that distorts my usual rhythm. I want to believe that the volcanoes destabilize me because they open a direct line that runs from the magma to the surface. I can’t tell how many times I came here, in this expanse of nothing, enchanted by odd forms and discouraging lands… I need to portray them with my camera. Eventually I know that this landscape, as I see it in my pictures, could change forever for the sudden eruption of a volcano. This is scaring and fascinating at once.
I’m from Italy and I’m 34 years old. The studies in civil engineering lead me to prefer subjects of architecture and human interaction with the landscape. I am founding member of the “Dieci x Dieci Contemporary Photography Festival” since 2015, in Gonzaga (Italy). In 2017 I’ve studied photojournalism at Fondazione Marangoni in Florence, with Collettivo Terraproject. In 2015 I have been selected for the photography residence held by Harry Gruyaert (Magnum) organized by CAMERA Italian Centre for Photography.