Above All, I Craved To Seize The

Of Course It's All Luck.

Photography Appears To Be An Easy Activity; In Fact It Is A Varied And Ambiguous Process In Which The Only Common Denominator Among Its Practitioners Is In The Instrument.

And No Photographs Taken With The Aid Of Flashlight Either, If Only Out Of Respect Of The Actual Light—even When There Isn't Any Of It.

In Photography, The Smallest Thing Can Become A Big Subject, An Insignificant Human Detail Can Become A Leitmotiv. We See And We Make Seen As A Witness To The World Around Us; The Event, In Its Natural Activity, Generates An Organic Rhythm Of Forms.

I Am A Pack Of Nerves While Waiting For The Moment, And This Feeling Grows And Grows And Grows And Then It Explodes, It Is A Physical Joy, A Dance, Space And Time United. Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes!