The camera never left the bag.
I learned photography in Barcelona, during design school. For five years I did everything except turn it into a job. Today it's the other way around, and that's exactly how it had to start.
A school that didn't carry its name.
First there was Barcelona. Five years of design studies that mostly taught me how to look, how to slice the world into lines and silences. That is where, almost by accident, photography became a habit. Not a project, a habit. The camera in the bag every morning, the light written down like a recipe, the frame forming itself before I started looking.
Five years in kitchens, and everything they teach.
After school, I changed everything. I stepped into restaurant kitchens, winter season then summer season, for five years. Cut, plate, anticipate, redo, close the service. A kitchen teaches you to see an object from three angles before you put down the fork. It teaches precision and the thanklessness of the gesture. It teaches that the result lasts thirty seconds, and that you put everything into it anyway. All of that stayed in the way I frame a shot.
The studio in a few strokes.
The studio is serious, desperate to do things well, always on time and always anticipating the unexpected. Passionately kind, creative. It will not leave you on "seen". It always finds the joke when you feel down. And if you move house, it shows up at 7:30 in the morning with croissants and coffee. It talks a little fast sometimes, because in its head an F1 engine is running. It is very loyal, not many friends, but those friends last. It always has ten projects in mind, and it always tries to finish what it starts.
Four weeks, not six months.
I deliver in four weeks, never more. Not because it's easy, because it's respectful. Your photos have no reason to wait for autumn when the wedding was in spring. During those four weeks you know exactly where things stand, you receive the private gallery, and you keep the high-resolution files for good.
And now, the suitcases.
In the coming months I head to Argentina for three months, then to New Zealand for a year. Photography travels with me. So does the client list, now firmly international. If you are reading this with a project on the other side of the world in mind, this is exactly the right moment to talk.
