A C T A E O N I A

My personal jurney

The myth :

In Actaeonia I am no longer the hunter but the prey.

"Waiting next to the sea, knowing that there is nothing else to do except for hoping for some miracle to make me free".

Like Actaeon, I wanted to conquer everyone, even the Gods (Artemis), but in the process the same Gods (Artemis) punished me transforming me into a deer.

"Waiting next to the sea, knowing that there is nothing else to do except for hoping for some miracle to make me free".

Now I don't have anything. Hoping for my dogs to keep asleep, waiting for a miracle to set me free.

The context :

Actaeonia is a personal journey about my roots, my loves and my fights with OCD.

Actaeon was possessed by the passion of ecstasy and was punished for that.

I was possessed by the passion of ecstasy and I am still collecting my pieces.

My trauma, like Actaeon’s nemesis, came as a punishment because I thought that in life anything can be controlled by our choices and our acts.

I am so small.

Now I just want to love and accept my weaknesses.

Photography is a home and an escape.

This is my story

And my world

Welcome to Actaeonia.