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PROJECTS
This space is a personal project, an ongoing practice of observing, feeling, and honoring the poetry of the moments that make up everyday life. What began as a simple impulse to document has become a visual diary that traces an evolving body of work: images, reflections, fragments of life that would otherwise remain unseen. This page exists to give these images a home and to invite anyone who feels identified with this way of seeing things. It is both a portfolio and a diary, a creative project and a delicate documentation of my experience.
Praia
Visual notes from two of my many visits to Brazil, guided by the desire to keep learning how to surf. There is an undeniable energy in its ocean, its people, its colors, its sounds, and its wildlife—a place where I could stay forever. Every time I return to this country, I feel like I gain years of life. I will always be grateful to this beach that always welcomes me. In this series, a quick selection of the elements that are deeply present there.
Birlikte
Memories of an spontaneous getaway with friends. We were young, curious, and free. Some of the most cherished moments of our friendship were forged during this trip. Two countries that were not easy to visit at the time, but which rewarded us with hidden treasures. It was here that I discovered the silent magic of remote locations and the profound beauty that each one of them holds.
Stilllands
A series of images taken over different years and different trips around Argentina. My country. How lucky I was to travel around it so much. These are places I would return to without hesitation. I visited them with different people, in different circumstances, and at different times in my life, which allowed me to see the same landscapes with a always new perspective. When our way of looking at things changes, the place becomes completely new..
Mancora
At a time when I really needed to give myself some time -real quality time- life seemed to hear me. That's how I found this joyful surfing trip. A week shared with inspiring and fun women, in a dream house located right above the waves of Máncora. It doesn't sound like luxury, in reality it was. Full moons, endless sunsets, perfect left-hand waves, incredible food, salt water on my face all day long. Who wouldn't want to live like this forever?
Baja California
A trip to Mexico at the best moment of our lives —unplanned, guided by a kind of magic. A reunion with my favorite person — my sister, my best friend — in paradise. Just sea, sun, and sand. La Paz. Las Olas. We played like we did as kids, moved in sync, and enjoyed the magic of being together. When I look at these photos, I can feel it all again: the quiet sunset, the sound of the waves, and the laughter of my favorite company. More than a journey, it became a reminder of who we are and what we are capable of when we trust ourselves.
La Pampa
Memories of a time I went to La Pampa, to the beautiful home of a magnificent family, where every corner was magical. Something as simple as the afternoon sunlight surrounding the house was worth capturing. A wildlife garden and the calm of summer in a place where the horizon is infinite.
Torres del Paine
I'm sharing some pictures from one of the most beautiful trips I've ever experienced: an incredible adventure with extraordinary people. But especially, a journey of silent learnings about how to move forward and trust the path. There were intense moments and others of pure enjoyment—just like life itself.
Torres del Paine is a place I would return to again and again. It offered us skies of every color, rainbows, extremely strong winds, sporadic rains, and unique landscapes.
Torres del Paine is a place I would return to again and again. It offered us skies of every color, rainbows, extremely strong winds, sporadic rains, and unique landscapes.
Film~Family
A set of film portraits of those who became family — some who where once by my side, and others who still are. Their presence goes beyond the physical; it's affection, memory, and quiet love.
In these images, I captured the moments when their closeness felt unmistakable — the gentle pull of connection, the quiet strength of our bond.Photographing them is my way of thanking them:
for their closeness, their gaze, and their support. Simple, imperfect, and spontaneous compositions, but filled with everything the heart remembers.
In these images, I captured the moments when their closeness felt unmistakable — the gentle pull of connection, the quiet strength of our bond.Photographing them is my way of thanking them:
for their closeness, their gaze, and their support. Simple, imperfect, and spontaneous compositions, but filled with everything the heart remembers.
Film~Roots
A collection of analog fragments from the places I once called home. Spaces where a part of me remained, and a part of them still lives in me. Images made with film — not the image itself, but the unrepeatable moment of being there.
When I look at them, I remember everything with precision: the scent, the air, the light, the quiet hum around me. That is the magic of film photography — each frame preserves not only what was seen, but the essence that breathed around it.
When I look at them, I remember everything with precision: the scent, the air, the light, the quiet hum around me. That is the magic of film photography — each frame preserves not only what was seen, but the essence that breathed around it.
Patagonia Palette
A natural spectrum of color gathered in one place: Patagonia in summer. An urge to trace a chromatic sequence from the landscapes that kept unfolding along the way—a land brimming with freshness, inspiration, and quiet wonder.
These are fragments of beauty, moments that pulled me close and asked me to pause—just long enough to capture them. This sequence is a distillation of the tones that stayed with me, a gentle play of textures and lines revealed by the land itself.
These are fragments of beauty, moments that pulled me close and asked me to pause—just long enough to capture them. This sequence is a distillation of the tones that stayed with me, a gentle play of textures and lines revealed by the land itself.
The North
Motion presence. A deeper connection with nature and with myself. Constant movement, yet an unexpected stillness in mind. As the days unfolded, my ability to perceive expanded: the murmur of the sea, the scent of damp earth, shifting blues of the sky, the grain of old wood, the warmth and chill of changing air. Everything spoke, gently, and I learned to listen.
The Camino taught me how to flow, how to surrender to the adventure without needing to control it. A path that bends, a cloud that opens, a silence that shelters. The place somehow walks with you.
What I share now is just a simple compilation of the moments I tried to capture along the way — a visual trace of an experience much larger than the images themselves. As always, the most meaningful and truest scenes remain stored in the retina, the breath and the heart.
The Camino taught me how to flow, how to surrender to the adventure without needing to control it. A path that bends, a cloud that opens, a silence that shelters. The place somehow walks with you.
What I share now is just a simple compilation of the moments I tried to capture along the way — a visual trace of an experience much larger than the images themselves. As always, the most meaningful and truest scenes remain stored in the retina, the breath and the heart.
Mood & Mixology
Few glimpses of the content we created for the best bar in all of Buenos Aires. The intention was never to portray drinks as static objects or catalogue pieces, but to craft images with pulse — with sound and atmosphere.
Each frame carries the same mood that lives inside the bar itself: a solid, unmistakable ambience and a one-of-a-kind offering. Think vintage tones, amber light, soft motion, and the electricity of the night.
These images aren’t just about cocktails; they’re about the world that surrounds them — a world that glows, moves, and breathes. If you’ve been there, you’ll recognize the feeling immediately. If not, this is a small taste of the experience.
Each frame carries the same mood that lives inside the bar itself: a solid, unmistakable ambience and a one-of-a-kind offering. Think vintage tones, amber light, soft motion, and the electricity of the night.
These images aren’t just about cocktails; they’re about the world that surrounds them — a world that glows, moves, and breathes. If you’ve been there, you’ll recognize the feeling immediately. If not, this is a small taste of the experience.
The East
Full surrender — being there with every sense awake. I traveled with my camera ready, but also with a gaze willing to be moved. Every moment felt worthy of being captured: real textures, saturated colors, fleeting scenes that carried their own quiet intensity. Part of it was my enthusiasm, the sheer joy of being there; and part of it was the beauty that reveals itself to anyone who knows how to look.
India pulled me out of the Western rhythm and into an unreal sense of time — a space where the simplest gestures take on spiritual depth. Through my images, I try to honor that feeling: presence, openness, and the subtle transformations that happen when you allow a place to shape you.
What I share here is only a small fragment of everything I lived and photographed — a glimpse into an experience that still resonates deeply within me.
India pulled me out of the Western rhythm and into an unreal sense of time — a space where the simplest gestures take on spiritual depth. Through my images, I try to honor that feeling: presence, openness, and the subtle transformations that happen when you allow a place to shape you.
What I share here is only a small fragment of everything I lived and photographed — a glimpse into an experience that still resonates deeply within me.
La Pedrera
My first time in La Pedrera, Uruguay. Off-season, and a long journey. Quiet, wild, hushed, deeply natural.
It gifted me extraordinary skies: sunrises, stars, drifting clouds, and a full moon. The beach had its own offerings too — its vast emptiness, its dunes, its solitude, and above all, the rhythmic, intermittent waves. A playful sea, a place made for simple joy. A sea that kept inviting you in until your skin wrinkled, and then welcomed you back to the shore for warm sun-bathed.
Here are a few moments from those days — soft pastel colors, a sense of stillness, and a quiet thread of connection running through it all.
It gifted me extraordinary skies: sunrises, stars, drifting clouds, and a full moon. The beach had its own offerings too — its vast emptiness, its dunes, its solitude, and above all, the rhythmic, intermittent waves. A playful sea, a place made for simple joy. A sea that kept inviting you in until your skin wrinkled, and then welcomed you back to the shore for warm sun-bathed.
Here are a few moments from those days — soft pastel colors, a sense of stillness, and a quiet thread of connection running through it all.
Shores & Light
Captured along Europe’s southwestern edge, in the wild stretches of coastal Portugal. Places almost untouched — free of crowds, yet sculpted by wind, stone, color, and the quiet music of the sea.
Here I share fragments of the moments that emerged along the way, unplanned and unexpected. Scenes that revealed themselves softly as we moved, asking only for presence — and the willingness to notice.
Here I share fragments of the moments that emerged along the way, unplanned and unexpected. Scenes that revealed themselves softly as we moved, asking only for presence — and the willingness to notice.
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