In 2025, I was invited to take part in an artist residency at Vada Photo Festival in the municipality of Rosignano Marittimo, on the Tuscan coast. What began as a photographic project soon became a journey of discovery, shaped not only by landscapes and architecture, but above all by the people who call these places home.

During the residency, I travelled through villages, streets, and coastal communities, creating a personal visual narrative inspired by the emotions, memories, and stories I encountered along the way. The project later evolved into a travelling exhibition presented in different locations throughout the municipality of Rosignano Marittimo, allowing the work to return to the communities that had inspired it.

One of the most meaningful aspects of this experience was the opportunity to work closely with local residents. Conversations in village squares, stories shared over coffee, and unexpected encounters became an essential part of the creative process. I have always believed that it is impossible to truly know a place without listening to the people who inhabit it. Places are not defined only by their landscapes or history, but by the voices, memories, and everyday lives of those who belong to them.

Throughout the journey, the sound of the wind was a constant companion. It seemed to move through the villages like an invisible thread, carrying voices, stories, and memories from one place to another. Whether along the coast, in narrow alleyways, or across open squares, its presence accompanied me everywhere.

My photographs gradually became the voice of those sounds. Rather than documenting what I saw, I sought to capture what I felt: the atmosphere of a place, the echoes of shared memories, and the invisible connections between people and their surroundings.

Looking back, this residency was far more than a photographic project. It was an experience of exchange, listening, and discovery—one that reminded me that every place has a soul, and that sometimes the best way to find it is simply to follow the wind.