ECHOES OF THE CROSSING
"The landscape seemed change along the route,
but I was wrong.
My surroundings remained constant;
I was the one who changed."
When I came across this fragment of a book, it felt as if it translated something I had never quite put into words. I walk in an attempt to empty my mind and fill my soul.
It is my ritual of discovery. I set off without a destination, allowing my steps to choose the routes, letting chance guide me. When I return, I enjoy looking at the map, as if revisiting a dream. I trace the lines I made with my feet and realise that, more than covering distances, I am mapping emotions and stories.
Photography, in this context, is more than just a record; it is an extension of this process. To understand the street as a living and pulsating space is to recognise its democratic and multicultural nature. Where the plurality of its characters and stories create narratives of diverse interpretations. Between the predictable and the unexpected, each scene carries layers of meaning — political, social, human.
These images are not just personal memories; they are also an emotional and social mapping. They are scenes that reveal what the street has to say, but also who I am as I listen. Drawing the map after walking is an exercise in returning to those territories, not only to locate myself, but to reflect on the space we all occupy — and how we occupy it.
Here, I present a collection of cartographies of encounter: moments when the eye opened to the street and found not only stories but also paths to reflect on and question. Maps that, as they crossed me, transformed me.

Ramble on
and now's the time
the time is now
to sing my song