I left Italy in 2016 to move to Japan for three years. While there I frequently had the odd feeling to be living in a world both familiar and elusive.
Looking for a way to fit in, I was constantly photographing things and people I could relate to or that could shed some light against a strangely obscure everyday life. But I would only get glimpses of that, scattered fragments of an ever-changing puzzle. I tried to look in the mirror but on the other side there was an even more confusing new self.
Then at some point I gave up and simply let go.
Somehow, in the end, loneliness and worries faded out and I found freedom.