Francesca and Francesca met for the first time on top of a dune in the Egyptian desert. The sky was clear and the air was dry. Their cameras were around their neck.
Us
Gipsy Photographers
Seduced by alchemy and light, in the hidden streets of a London suburb I did the apprenticeship, which I had always dreamed about. An increasing enthusiasm, a lack of comprehension, an unexpected gift, a heavy bag. I travel with imagination, with planes and trains, I want to tell about people I meet, places I live, time that flows. I live in Italy, between the sea and the countryside, I am a mother, I love markets, the scent of bread, smell the roses. Big cities rapture me, in bookstores I dream, in front of a madonna I pray, I’d love a living room with high ceilings, a greenhouse in the woods, where drinking tea and wine, a fireplace always on. I hand made things, I write on paper notebooks. Smiles do me good. Where my gaze is laying find dream, madness, poetry, love.
What I love in scattered order: my terrace overlooking the Old Town, musical contamination, dunes and cliffs, sincerity, barley coffee, pizza and chocolate salami, hats, my family , the story of the lives of others, photos of the lives of others, lipstick, solidarity, studying the harmonica to play the blues, the sweetness of my daughter Dora, ideas inflaming imagination, old movies, irony, boots, planning a trip, smells of Sunday lunches, chatting to two, violets, graphic design, Agota Kristof’s books, surreal atmospheres, photographing women, look for poetry where it does not seem to be, lists …
Two photographers, two friends, two mothers
Two nomades, two creatives.
Two who with love want to continue to travel.
Two who sign weddings with female, refined, poetic passion.
Destination Weddings.
We are gipsy,
We have to travel.
Whatever the destination
of your wedding, we will follow you.
