So happy to meet you, I’m Flavia and I am an Italian Wedding Photographer, based in a lovely city of Le Marche, in the middle of Italy.
I love to travel to many different destinations, for work and pleasure and I love cinema and good wine.
But of course, I’m not just this.
You don’t make a photograph just with a camera.
Ansel Adams
You bring to the act of photography all the pictures you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have heard, the people you have loved.
I have always loved this quote from Ansel Adams very much: in a few lines, I would not be able to explain who I am, not even by making a long list of things I love and not. But I can show you how important photographs are in my life and how important I think they are in yours.
This is the most precious treasure I have: my family album.
From family stories my great-grandmother was a terribly attached-to-her-kitchen woman, so was not allowed anyone to get into it except her…
I do not remember her face because she died shortly after I was born, but they always told me that she spent many afternoons gently rocking my crib.
She and my great-grandfather, married very soon, and almost immediately had three children.
But also very soon she became a widow, so my grandfather, Antonino, the younger, had to take care of the family with his brother, Giuseppe, and think about their mother and their little sister, Ludovina.
One day, during a party in the neighboring town, my grandfather noticed a sweet little girl, who was accompanied by her two sisters. He fell in love at first sight.
I swear, I’ve never seen a love so tender and devoted as that between my grandfather and my grandmother.
From their marriage onwards they have not lived apart for even a day, and died a few years away from each other, keeping always on their lips a whisper to utter the other’s name.
From their love, in 1960 was born their only child, Maria Luisa, my mother.
The seventies brought with them a very different period, more thoughtful and complex, and my mother was a typical girl that grew up between engaged songs and political readings.
But were the years leading up from north Italy also something else: a boy from Milan, fond of photography, named Flavio.
Do I really have to tell you how it went?
One of my biggest regrets is not having enough pictures together with my mom.
She left us in 2013, just as the photographer was getting my full-time job.
But in my ears and in my heart I hold tight to the words of encouragement and pride that have always been looking at my photos.
Today I’m married to Stefano, which is not just a lover, but also my best friend.
He is the most important person in my life, that always supports me with love and devotion.
But I know that if I am a stubborn woman, tenacious, passionate lover of cinema, music, art, and all forms of communication, I owe it to all the people in my family, both past and future.
The legacy that my whole family has left me is ingrained in my soul and is the strength that makes me, now, happy as ever, as a woman and as a photographer.
