Repetition breeds observation; every walk to class is a new frame.

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A new chapter of my Takanakuy documentary. This time, I present a curated selection of fights that capture the peak of brutality, raw courage, and the pure emotion of this Andean tradition.

When we think of southern Italy and Calabria in particular, most of us probably first picture beautiful landscapes, postcard-perfect views and stunning cliffs, which you have already had the chance to

The perception of colors in the environment is interesting: after winter and snow, everything around seems to be colored...but until the appearance of bright and juicy greenery. As soon as everything turns

For the past few days, I’ve been posting some personal reflections and stories from my photo shoots...

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It depends on what kind of creative wave I'm on, whether I like different landscaping in the city or not. In the reporting wave (which has held the top positions for several years), I am attracted to the

Repetition breeds observation; every walk to class is a new frame.

I recently attended a photography workshop where the instructor taught us that, to do well in this field, you need time

Yesterday's field work took me around the ever-busy Cemetery Market. As usual, my eyes were scanning, and my phone was handy to capture moments. Getting to the market junction, I spotted it: two events

Repetition breeds observation; every walk to class is a new frame.

I still have reportage in me, but I don't let it go...Let it be! it is necessary for a competent, reliable and interesting reflection of everyday life. I didn't know how to do this before diving in and

Classic cars have always been a fundamental part of the documentary photo project I’m working on around the city...

Japan is a known for two things internationally. Ultra high tech futuristic cities and hundreds of years old historic districts which evoke Samurais and Geishas. But the reality is that most of the country,

There’s something deeply calming about empty streets at night. The soft glow of the lamps, the quiet pathway, and the peaceful moonlight create a moment where everything feels still and reflective. I captured

Notes These are the moments, forget the galleries, and the instagramable tourist attractions, forget anything that has a overpriced restaurant for white people and bus parking, it is on the back streets,

We had us an election here in Kentucky on Tuesday, one of them primary things. At the ripe old age of seventeen, it was glaringly obvious to me that neither par

Repetition breeds observation; every walk to class is a new frame.

Lately, I’ve noticed that people in the neighborhoods where I usually take photos now recognize me...