Dáimon, All of a Sudden
Ten minutes of improvised dance at BASE Milano. A week later, the photographs opened a question about calling, freedom, and the lives we make together.
Documentary photographer and writer. Co-founder of Ayzoh! APS.
Ten minutes of improvised dance at BASE Milano. A week later, the photographs opened a question about calling, freedom, and the lives we make together.
Burkinabè photographer Warren Sare joins "A Bag of Stories" to share a vision shaped by memory, dialogue, resistance, and social justice. This essay opens a new series from Burkina Faso, rooted in the experience of " Je Suis la Rue."
Traveling light has little to do with owning less. It begins with a more uncomfortable question: how much of what we carry is necessary, and how much is simply our fear of being unprepared?
Years ago, I wrote a small field guide about photographing people whose lives were not mine. Some of its rules I would write differently today. The question behind them has not changed: what do we owe the people whose lives enter our frame?
inAfrica began as a network connecting Italians working across African countries. One connection brought Ayzoh! and AFAR together and became a story about business, trust, and the distance between entering a market and building a relationship.
In Addis Ababa, Sabahar works with spinners, dyers and weavers whose knowledge belongs to one of Ethiopia’s oldest material traditions. Keeping that knowledge alive, however, requires more than preservation: it requires change.
We have never made so many images, and perhaps we have never spent so much time asking photography to prove its own importance. There may be another way: move the photographer away from the center, and ask what an image can actually do in the life of someone else.
This is the second story in an "A Bag of Stories" series exploring Ethiopian culture through everyday practices and knowledge. At Ensira Pottery Center in Addis Ababa, women shape the jebena amid children, kilns, fragile pots, and shared life.
In Cachoeira, Bahia, the Irmandade da Boa Morte carries Black women’s faith, autonomy, and memory into the present. Its August celebration invites us into a living tradition, and reminds us that not everything we encounter through travel is ours to possess.