I am moved by a socio-anthropological-ethnic-aesthetic interest. I try to keep my forays non-invasive.I try to respect the customs of the people I “visit” and the privacy of their daily lives.
I do not take photos that do not authorize me, nor do I pose the subjects of my photos. I seek to gain their trust and then I try to capture the unique identity of each person, each environment, each culture, with the conviction that it is an enriching experience for both parties. I discover them and let them discover me; I am not a mere hunter of images, I consider myself rather a promoter of encounters and approaches.
We only live in the present. We evoke the past, we imagine the future. Africa has the magic of allowing us to live the past, I think that is the most compelling thing, to participate in some way of the past, not as a mere spectator. In Africa I have lived the past.
I have traveled on almost non-existent roads, crossing immense semi-desert savannas, or shaking off stony paths in vehicles that are not always very reliable, in order to reach the nomads or the most remote villages. The trips have been arduous, the days sometimes long, very long, and the reward for the fatigued body has been a tent with a mat not as thick as the tired bones would have liked. But as soon as an authentic rapprochement begins to take place, the inconveniences and precariousness of our ‘accommodation’ disappear.