Rome Diaries, 2005–Ongoing.

Drifting without a clear direction, for years I have sought to reveal a truer, more intimate Rome.

Not the postcard version  but the underground currents, the hidden corners, the forgotten souls,

the misunderstood and the feared.

That which unsettles because it has not yet been embraced.

Rome is a city of contradictions  complex, unruly, fragmented by vast social and cultural divides.

This long-term project is my attempt to give voice to that reality: camera in hand, I wander through its chaos,

searching for traces of belonging, for glimpses of meaning.

A constant pursuit of something ineffable in the people I meet  fleeting moments of fragility, tenderness, defiance.

It is an obsessive rhythm of departures and returns, a restless dialogue with the street 

the only place where I feel fully awake.

Rome's peripheries stretch before me: desolate and desperate, yes, but edged with wild nature, with unexpected beauty rising slowly, painfully, from the margins.

What emerges is a grotesque yet rawly human way of living  a perpetual struggle against everything, captured through photography.

This is an inquiry into parallel worlds: where solitude and intimacy coexist, where violence and love intertwine, where music and nightlife pulse against silence and abandonment.

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