Once a gallerist labeled my work as “ruin photography” a peculiar definition that found me completely unprepared, I did not know what to answer, it seemed reductive to receive a label in a matter of seconds by someone I barely knew, but apparently that’s how the art world goes.
I have to admit I appreciate the exhistance of mankind more by its absence than by its polluting presence.
The ruins of any kind, may it be an abandoned mine, an ancient castle, they all stand still reminding us that the world would eventually move on even without us and such desertion does not have to take place after a dramatic event such a nuclear disaster or an earthquake, we, as a specie, will probably leave this place in total unconcern from the other forms of life we are sharing this planet with.

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