There is a voice inside me that never stops speaking. It is not loud, it does not shout, but it is stubborn: it pushes me towards what is authentic for me, even when it means changing everything, starting over from scratch, leaving safe environments for territories I do not know, because life, for me, exists only as long as we keep moving. Moving on the outside, but above all on the inside: listening to our own truth, changing direction, starting again when something no longer resembles who we are. Every time I listen to it, something in my life realigns, as if the pieces were finding a new order, closer to who I really am; the moment we stop doing this, the moment we stop listening to ourselves and remain stuck in a life that does not feel like ours, even if we are breathing, we are already dead.

Nature, for me, is the point of departure and return. It is not a backdrop, but the highest form of beauty that exists on our planet: a beauty that holds together birth and death, stillness and violence, light and shadow. This is why I am fascinated by beauty in all its expressions: in the raw moment when a predator kills to survive, in a work of art that shakes you, in a piece of jewelry that holds a glimmer of light. They are different faces of the same vital force that runs through everything.

On my path I never separate what I feel from what I do. Photography, art, jewelry, scientific studies and the dream of a clinic in the heart of Africa are different ways of giving shape to the same inner drive: to protect life, to understand it more deeply, to give something back to it. Through images I try to portray the reality of nature without filters; through genetic research and the project of a clinic immersed in nature I want to work on the roots of the wounds that affect animals, ecosystems and human beings. Every journey, every encounter, every exam, every night spent listening to the dark contributes to building a project that goes beyond my single existence.