Family Homologues

 

 

 

I am deeply connected to my mother: we share the same smile, we’re both genuine, at times a bit naïve, and we love to hug, to share, to talk. There’s a disarming naturalness in the way we are.
And yet, there are just as many differences that make us unique in our tastes, our choices, and our reactions.

Perhaps it is precisely this balance between what unites us and what sets us apart that makes our bond so deep.

It is in the space of dialogue, sometimes of contrast, that the relationship grows.

In Buddhism, there is a core principle called interdependence, which overturns the idea of a separate self: nothing exists in isolation, everything is in relation. It’s not about independence, but mutual dependence. 

It is through connection that our true nature is revealed.

“Omologhi Familiari” tells this very story. It speaks of an invisible and indissoluble thread that ties us to the one who gave us life; a bond that stays with us forever.

I meet mothers and daughters multiple times. We talk at length about what they love to share: their sweetest memories, the small everyday gestures, the habits that often go unnoticed but quietly shape their intimacy. They tell me about their rituals, their familiar places, and the moments that best represent who they are together.

We choose the shooting location together: a room in the house, a meaningful corner, or perhaps an outdoor space where they feel at ease. We look at clothes and consider every detail.

During the shoot I accompany and welcome whatever unfolds.

Each meeting brings with it the testimony of different cultures and traditions, but also the profound unity found in the language of generative love.