Your first photographic memory, the first emotion.
At the age of eighteen, I happened to borrow a book of portrait photos from the library. I leafed through it and was drawn to people’s portraits. I realized that I had never been beyond appearances in people. I was also very impressed with “photography”, as a medium, it has a huge impact on the public.
The photographer who sparked your passion.
Your first photograph.
At the age of eight, I fell in love with Italian sports cars, and with a small camera, I photographed every Ferrari and Lamborghini I saw on the street. I was pasting the photos and making albums on my own. It felt like these cars were mine. I changed the photo on the album cover every day.
Your most beautiful photographic memory.
I spent five hours chatting with someone I met on the street. After some collusion had taken place between us, I made portraits of this person, but the film was accidentally exposed to light when at home I tried to get it out of the camera. Unfortunately, I was never able to do again the portrait of this person.
The worst photographic memory.
There was someone I really wanted to take a picture of. I kept asking her permission but for three years she refused. One day, however, she suddenly said to me “I trust you” and she allowed me to. So far, this is my favorite portrait.
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