The Mirage Of Winter

A mirage winter. Wrapped in a white winter. Snow, fog, cold. Everything is mixed in a white that confuses you. Suddenly there appeared a tree. A mirage? No. Another gift of nature.

Born on September 7, 1968, in Sorengo, Switzerland After having gone in for architectural design, I realized my dream becoming a physical education teacher. During my professional development, I applied myself to photography. For me, photography represents a wonderful mean to communicate and, at the same time, to give the viewers the chance to feel emotions. I am not quite sure if it's me who is looking for the themes or if it's the themes themselves who are looking for me. Yet, whenever such an encounter happens, a picture arises, perfectly in syntony with myself and with my personality