My passion for image was forged in a small room of a small cinema in a small city. It was my first job and my best school.
The big screen was not very big either, but it fit all the things that make life immense. There were heroes and friends, seducers and villains, and there were fictional people who, in the end, had many in common with real people.
Smiles, glances, kisses, loves that made light in a melt passed by there, and thousands of stitches in the chest that left you wanting more. I still have them.
In that room I learned the treasure that is sometimes hidden in the images
And above all, I learned that sometimes we can braid them with an invisible thread and turn them into stories that really matter.