The Breath of the Ocean

In Jambiani, a group of women, supported by the NGO Marinecultures, raise sponges: an activity that gives them an income and helps to protect the ocean
Where roosters do not crow

In Phaya Thai, Bangkok, modernity collides with the quiet struggle of slum dwellers to survive, revealing a poignant contrast between urban development and precarious living conditions of these people
Mondulkiri, immortal encounter

In Mondulkiri, Cambodia, the bond between the Bunong people and their elephants reveals a deep respect for nature amidst ongoing challenges like land grabbing and mass tourism
Nong Khai Riverside: a tale of Emptiness

Nostalgia permeates the energy of the seen, making the unseen the story’s protagonist. We are on Nong Khai’s Riverside, dressed up but empty.
Murphy’s Golden Rules

In Micheal’s Irish Pub in Nong Khai, Murphy’s Golden Rules, the ten rules of lived life, lay down the law
Hell’s market

In the shadows of the market, I feel the sacredness of life and death entwined, each heartbeat echoing the vibrant pulse of humanity
In our inadequacy

In Bangkok’s embrace, I let go of my fears and discover extraordinary wonders in the simplest encounters, as the city’s rhythm guides my steps
Water Souls

In Bangkok, water flows through the city like a beating heart, shaping daily life with its strength and serenity, while its inhabitants face even the monsoons with unwavering calm
Move Zanzibar

In Kibigija, young people gather at the Move Zanzibar Community Center to practice sports and acrobatic gymnastics, nurturing talent and strengthening community spirit
The Sponge Ladies

They are women who have decided to take control of their lives, become economically independent, and, at the same time, protect the balance of a fragile and pressured habitat
Happiness in the eyes

During a visit to a school in Zanzibar, I witnessed a true explosion of joy as the children discovered photography, capturing their world with laughter and an overwhelming curiosity
S21 – The Hill of Wild Mango

In that cold silence, horrors whispered between the walls, each breath heavy with the weight of lost souls, memories etched in blood and despair