What i like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce.
I remember that been in kindergarten, when my mates collected candy wrappers or coins, I collected dogs' pictures. You say: what can a five-year-old collect? A lot of! Calendars, stamps, envelopes, magazines, books, and even photos of unfamiliar people with unfamiliar dogs. My mom got in a tight spot: if there was a calendar with a dog’s picture in the newsstall, I needed it. To buy. And that’s that! I was a gambler since childhood. Those pics have become my passion. If I could forget the bike in the yard, the pics of dogs were kept like the apple of my eye. I revisited and lovingly handled them again and again. That was my magical world. A world whereby I, a boy, should like to get into. Even though in dreams. Years have passed. And the dream came true. I’m here. In this splendid world. A world of beautiful dogs, bright pictures, friendliness and great love. I invite you there too.
Shall we go?