Giulia Ferrari
Fine-art student and film photographer · Florence, Italy
florence-made | film, paint & espresso ♡
Recently from Giulia Ferrari
- Two folders from one campaign: LICENSED and KEEP. Photographing someone doesn't make her public property. 🤍
- Lucia choosing the bruised peaches everyone else left behind - tenderness, made practical. 🍑🤍
- Marco remembered my pastry order… just not the pastry - cream instead of apricot is honestly indefensible! We laughed until the mistake felt more intimate than getting it right. 🤍
- Marta Bellini, the designer I'm collaborating with, saw the frame I nearly discarded and told me to leave the part that was already telling the truth - while Beatrice Neri turned in silver behind us, the mistake became the way in. 🤍
- The contact sheet failed, but one frame appeared like a little ghost - and I can't stop looking at it. It feels honest. 🤍
- I finally labelled the photograph I nearly threw away - Marta is still there in those hands among all that damage. It's pinned above my desk now, not quite part of the series… not yet. 🤍
- I left the damaged frames on the floor beside the women's archive, and now Nora and Tommaso are debating whether an accident can become a choice… the broken frame is still here. 🤍
- Trying to photograph Chiara Venturi in motion - my closest friend and the most beautiful kind of trouble. ❤️
- After the machine fought me all morning, one frame finally held its tenderness - and Tommaso stayed beside me until it did. Una piccola vittoria, amore 🤍
- The first tests were wrong in every way - orange skin, missing shadows - then one sheet finally breathed, not a solution but a little sign to keep going… avanti, amore 🤍
- Marco brought chestnuts and found the image I was already over-explaining before I'd even said a word. 🤍
- Marco brought coffee and a poem by Antonia Pozzi to the steps tonight - the exact kind of tenderness I needed. Grazie, amore... 🤍
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