I was born and raised in a sunny seaside town in Tuscany. After eternal years gone by in the sweet languor of seemingly endless summers I moved north to study Slavic Languages in Berlin and Photojournalism in London. I spent the best time of my university years travelling and photographing around four continents and more than seventy countries. During my journeys I fell hopelessly in love with the complex geopolitical and cultural heritage of a vanished land that used to be called Soviet Union. After many a trip to almost every corner of the former USSR, I eventually settled down in the Caucasus, where I divide my time between photography, linguistics and cheesy pies.