Since I was young, I’ve always had to deal with an uncontrollable passion: explore the less-known paths.
Starting from the wild mountain hikes escaping from the city. Passing by the steamy passion I’ve had for entrepreneurship and self-employment and art, in all its forms.
Coming to the present…
When I fell in love with the process of continuously losing & finding myself by living in a different place every new year.
I was born on the 6th of October 1997 in a small town near Rome called Viterbo. It has few inhabitants and ever fewer interesting things to do. Luckily it was in Italy, the land of history, culture, slow food and fast cars.
I was totally bored by my routine, the school, and my peers.
The only way to challenge myself and feed my curiosity and intuition was to consume any content I was able to find on the subjects that caught my attention
I love having a good time with friends, but often I also need to lose myself in my own thoughts and reflections…
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Who am I? 🙂
I don’t really like titles; I’ve always seen them as a way to hide what we truly are.
Usually, I push myself to discover what’s truly inside the minds of the people that cross my path.
I feel so lucky to be born in this era.
During my childhood, I was able to enjoy all the things that make a tech-free life so beautiful. But – from now on – I am able to leverage the power that the internet and technology have to make our lives easier and more connected (or disconnected, maybe).
The sad part is that it’s a little too late to explore earth, and a little too late to explore the universe.
I hated the Italian school system :
I firmly believe that hate is nothing but a confession of dependency, and don’t get me wrong, I think education is everything, but being forced to learn by staying quiet and still, obliged to study what we are not interested in without getting explained wh, is definitely the worst way to do it.
“I have never let my schooling interfere with my education.”
Now I’m thankful for not having been a straight-A student. If in my youth, I would have focused entirely on getting the best grades, I would not have had enough time to discover myself and grow my passions.
When I was young, the typography of my father closed down after the 2008 financial crisis, and we had to pay out some debts.
“We have to spend less,” Mom said.
I was young, and I took that money thing so seriously that I literally would not spend a penny on anything.
If I was thirsty I would wait until I got back home to drink, so that I would not have to spend money on a bottle of water (even though it was obviously not necessary).
“I was raised to be a child, not a man, and I had to fight to break free of that”
I thought that all of the things we had at home did not really have a cost. I wasn’t thinking that my parents were paying a price to get them at the supermarket.
So I started to get my hands dirty so that I could earn my own money.
My philosophy was simple: “If I don’t earn it, I don’t spend it”
I started out as a graphic designer. My father taught me how to use Photoshop.
My field was t-shirt design, and I was good at it. I was able to make a few hundred euros a month and at 15 years old every paycheck had me like: “BOOOM! I’m the king of mankind.”
“The greatest danger in life is not aiming too high and miss, but aiming too low and hit.”
Then I evolved, the checks started to get bigger, and I was becoming one of the best young internet marketers in Italy.
But then I got stabbed in the back by some business partners, cause they thought I was too young and stupid to realise what they were plotting.
After some years of trying to find happiness on my bedroom’s desk, I realised that I was literally spending my life in front of a computer screen—it made me feel great, I was good at it, but the days were passing by and I felt like I was not living.
“It was where I was born, but where I was born didn’t matter.”
So I decided to move to another part of the world, to Argentina, and there I understood that money is just the most trivial form of being rich someone can pursue.
I also realised that everything in the world has something to offer to you. It’s never the thing itself that is boring or not interesting. it is always how you relate yourself to that thing that makes all the difference.
“Photography is a foreign language everyone thinks he speaks.”
Philip-Lorca di Corcia.
Sometimes all we need is to take a backpacked trip in life. Through the unknown lands, you come to know yourself.
Being free?!? Okay. Ok !
Now I’m an average university student. Pretending you are special when you are not makes you unconsciously vulnerable, scared, and blind.
Tomorrow I could improvise myself as an entrepreneur. And maybe, if after some years I will realise that I am no longer the master of my time, I could grab my backpack and move to India.
“An experience that changes nothing is hardly worth having”
I’m a person like you, built to fail, suffer and fight with myself.
My commitment is to not lose myself behind a label. I want to be free to change and do whatever I believe is great work at every stage of my life.
Arts for art’s sake...
But in the end, we have to be honest with ourselves, life is not enough.
Life, at is core, is meaningless. Our existence will aways be a just grain of sand in a massive timeless multiverse.
Sometimes the wind just blows in the right direction, and everything looks perfect from the outside, but we just can’t find happiness and serenity within ourselves.
Art is – according to me – the most sincere confession humans make to admit that.
An artist – as I still am and will always be – strives to find an antidote to the futility of existence.
“Art is a way of possessing destiny.”
It’s been a pleasure…