I was born in Lisbon, Portugal and I live in Naples, Italy, with my partner and our two daughters. I write in English, Portuguese and Italian depending on the subject, weather and mood.

In a time of indiscriminate influencing having the time and space to be influenced is a luxury. To reflect on the big picture, to choose what feeds our brain and take time to breathe in good information is the best way I know to make some sense out of all this shit.

After twelve years of being a journalist I simply gave up. I loved writing but most of the time I was terrible bored. There was no time to fully dedicate myself to a subject. Between you and I that was just a symptom of bad journalism. I was too young to realize that.

Time went by and I became a cinema producer, mostly documentaries. The combination of information and aesthetics gave me the time to explore, reflect and fully understand what and how to document. However the world of cinema is exhausting: too many egos and failed expectations. It’s a circus and I was the sad clown.

Writing (and sleeping for that matter) has always been the one thing that comes naturally to me. To write is to give myself time to stop, connect the dots and allow my intuition to be feed. To navigate information is similar to witchcraft: sometimes it dooms others empowers you.