I needed silence—a space to observe, to stay, to feel part of the world without explaining myself. The world I knew started to feel invented, as if reality had shifted while I wasn’t looking. I turned to photography, not to understand, but to listen. Fotosottocasa was born from that need, from the idea that mystery often hides in what we know too well. That the invisible is not elsewhere, but in what we stop seeing. "under home" is not just a place—it’s a memory, a gesture, a returning color. It’s where presence and memory blur, where everything feels already seen, or imagined. Like a daily déjà vu. In the quiet space between the familiar and the absurd, between the outer world and the inner one, I keep searching—with no answers, only wonder.
