I am coming home
I am not sure what home means anymore,
but I am coming back.
I have been living for the past two years in the Middle East region and this experience genuinely made me grow-up as a photographer and as a human being. My journey started in November 2018, at that time I was 22 years old and the main reason for the trip was to find my origins. After two years, the latter sentence sounds so romantic but back then, it was all about that.
What I hadn’t planned at that time was that I would have worked on a family project. I find it very curious that I have finalized the project a few days before my departure for Milan. It seems – and feels – like a circle has been closed. Now I am 24, I have changed so much I feel afraid of going back home. It feels like everything around me has changed, and I don’t fit in anymore.