Little sound of some place,
2010-2011, Lightjet C-type print on aluminium, Dimension Variable.
I have used photography for several years. I like using it to observe little things—the breathing of light, details of the human scale. Little things are like a delicate murmur, a sound at prayer time in the temple or space for relaxation, stability, in contrast with situations in which people are active. When I work, I try to feel the vulnerability of time, its irreversibility.
I often photograph transparent surfaces, thus giving new scope to photography thanks to surface details. My work has a concrete dimension; I seek to conserve a fragment of reality in a fragile state by transposing it to another medium. It is like an experiment in search of profound solitude.
I wait for decisive meetings with chance. I want to be completely open at that moment so that I can notice all these things and absorb them. That’s how it happens, open and closed. When I prepare each photo I feel calm, quieter and peaceful. This form of meditation is necessary for me. I confer awareness to things that come from the void. They are imprints of softness, of silence within, of astonishment felt when meeting forms of life.