As a young girl I used to secretly put my father’s Leica in my backpack, get on my bicycle and loose myself photographing the sunny countryside of the Po valley. My photographic education took first place in the darkroom in the garage at home, then in contact with the Italian fine art photographer Attilio Pavin. Today, as an adult, a communications manager and a mother, I still lose contact with reality every now and then (which is when I give my best) and I keep observing the world as if I had to photograph it at every moment.