PROJECT MAROCCO
Project Marocco is the story of two friends in search of freedom. For an entire month we lived out of a small tent, carrying everything we needed in a single 50-litres bag strapped to the saddle of our motorbikes. We had three goals; to reach the desert, to ride off-road most of the journey and to capture as many portraits as possible. For me however the biggest challenge was personal, having bought my very first bike just ten days before departure I still had to learn the art of riding.

“My dream would be to find a way to share my stories”
THE BOOK TELLING OUR ADVENTURE IS FINALLY GOING TO BE MADE AVAILABLE TO THE PULBIC BY THE ITALIAN PUBLISHER EIDON EDIZIONI AT THE END OF OCTOBER.
THE TRACK
Andrea and I arrived in Tanger after a fifty-hour ferry from Genoa, Italy. We first traveled east toward the Ketama valleys in the Rif mountains. From there we headed south through the Atlas, a beautiful crossing that led us to the Merzouga desert. After reaching the dunes we turned our bikes southwest aiming for Atlantic Ocean, there our long return journey started, following the coastline northward.

THE CAMP
The camp was light and simple, designed to keep us fully autonomous for up to three days. Yet in many of the villages we passed through, people were often eager to offer their hospitality. Sleeping in nature was a profound experience, the freedom to stop anywhere and make it our home. At night, we fell asleep beneath a sky full of stars, feeling alone, yet constantly reminded by the loud sounds of the wilderness that we never truly were.

BIKES AND CAMERA
We left with two substantially different bikes. Andrea was riding a bright KTM 390 adventure from 2020. While I was on a beautiful Honda Dominator 650 from 1992, a reliable and powerful old lady.
All the images during the trip have been taken with a Nikon FM, due to space restrictions and because I like it I only brought a 35 mm fixed lens. The films used are BW ILFORD 400 or 100 ISO.

OTHER TRIPS

GENOVA-NAPOLI
The idea was born from a challenge, a friend had claimed that it was impossible for an untrained cyclist to ride 100km in a single day. Determined to prove otherwise I set out to cycle 100km every day for an entire week, covering the distance from Genoa to Naples. Taveling lighly, with only a tarp, a hammock and a sleeping bag the nights were cold and the sky beautiful. The days long and demanding, esting my strength and perseverance. Yet despite the hardships I real joy in discovering the landscapes of my country at a slower, more intimate pace.
CHASING THE WAVE
After completing my studies I felt drained by the city life, confined, unfulfilled and restless. With working on my final thesis I realized there was no longer any reason to remain near the campus. So I moved to Biarritz where I lived and worked during seven months. Within just a few weeks the thesis was finished marking the start of a new challenge: learning to ride the waves. What started as an escape quickly became a transformative experience, as I traded academic timetables tide charts.


BOLOGNA FIRENZE
The trail is called “La via degli Dei” and it connects the two cities across the appennines with a five day hike. With two friends and a tent we completed the trail in March 2023.
CAMINO DE SANTIAGO
At the age of 19 years old, I embarked on this true pilgrimage, an experience that gave me a first taste of adventure and a lesson in the slower ways of travel. Over the course three weeks I walked alongside people from all corners of the world, spanning different ages, backgrounds and personal reasons to be there. My journey began from my grandfather’s house in France, where set off accompanied by my cousin and my loyal four legged companion, Piuma. Thanks to the people I met along the way, this pilgrimage became much more than just a physical journey.


ALLAND ISLANDS
In 2023 I embarked on a weeklong cycling trip across the Aland islands with my family. Sharing the journey was what truly made the experience meaningful. Since each family member had different physical condition, patience, communication and flexibility were essential to jeep us moving forward together.
SAILING
During my teenage years I was a member of the French marine boyscouts. Each summer we spent a week living aboard a 30 foot sailboat sharing tight quarters and navigating the sea together. Every day’s journey was charted using only paper maps, the only technological tool was a radio for communication between boats. In a world that now relies so heavily on phones for orientation it really taught me how to keep my true north.
