It was one of those days when it’s a minute away from snowing, and there’s this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was just, dancing with me, like a little kid begging me to play with it – for fifteen minutes. And that’s the day I realised that there was this entire life behind things, and this incredibly benevolent force that wanted me to know that there was no reason to be afraid, ever. Video’s a poor excuse, I know. But it helps me remember – I need to remember. Sometimes, there’s so much beauty in the world – I feel like I can’t take it, like my heart is just going to cave in’’
American Beauty, by Alan Ball.

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in a world that barely notices things anymore, photography is my antidote for nonchalance. having a camera in hands is the perfect alibi to throw myself out there, collect experiences, - whether it is meeting a human being, a plant, a space or an animal - i always feel a sense of gratefulness afterwards as if life were amplified suddenly. when it does feel dull and gloomy, my camera is there to help me remember : beauty, people, light are there, and i find myself hoping again. my salt of life, it is.