Australian Encounters
Australia
2016-2018



Australia reveals itself as a place of extremes: a desert heartland that feels like a dreamscape where ghosts might appear on the endless horizon, and a coastline where the ocean crashes with untamed force. The light is harsher, the sun more insistent, and the vastness of the land magnifies both wonder and solitude.

Here, landscapes are more than backdrops. They shape the people who live among them. Australians carry the same roughness and ease as the territory itself, resilient and light-footed, accustomed to a life close to the elements. The country may seem unwelcoming at first, yet with time it reveals paths of survival, ways to endure and even to belong.

Traveling for two years, first by hitchhiking and later by car, I sought infinite horizons and grand terrains, but found myself confronted with isolation as much as with beauty. The encounters, whether with people or with trees, became portraits of resilience. Impressions strong enough to remain. A stranger once told me: “The journey is in the mind.” His words stayed, because the real voyage was less about distance than about facing myself.

This body of work is both a record and a reflection: images born from a search for adventure, for aesthetics, and for self-understanding. Developed entirely on film, unseen until years later, the photographs carry with them the distance of time—echoes of a country immense enough to lose oneself in, and challenging enough to keep asking what it means to find one’s way.

Australian Encounters
Australia
2016-2018

Australia reveals itself as a place of extremes: a desert heartland that feels like a dreamscape where ghosts might appear on the endless horizon, and a coastline where the ocean crashes with untamed force. The light is harsher, the sun more insistent, and the vastness of the land magnifies both wonder and solitude.

Here, landscapes are more than backdrops. They shape the people who live among them. Australians carry the same roughness and ease as the territory itself, resilient and light-footed, accustomed to a life close to the elements. The country may seem unwelcoming at first, yet with time it reveals paths of survival, ways to endure and even to belong.

Traveling for two years, first by hitchhiking and later by car, I sought infinite horizons and grand terrains, but found myself confronted with isolation as much as with beauty. The encounters, whether with people or with trees, became portraits of resilience. Impressions strong enough to remain. A stranger once told me: “The journey is in the mind.” His words stayed, because the real voyage was less about distance than about facing myself.

This body of work is both a record and a reflection: images born from a search for adventure, for aesthetics, and for self-understanding. Developed entirely on film, unseen until years later, the photographs carry with them the distance of time—echoes of a country immense enough to lose oneself in, and challenging enough to keep asking what it means to find one’s way.