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I am a marine scientist who grew a profound passion for photography and the media. I nurture my soul developing a deep connection with nature, culture and the wisdom of the World and its many peoples. I wish to share what I have learned with you. This website is my tribute to the beauty of life. “Francesca’s photography services wish not only to deliver high quality images and videos, but through her unique style and the deep connection to the world, her work captures personal moments with the most intimate level of detail, painting with light and shadows stories of the soul, capturing the force of people and places merging together through coloured and black and white tints.” J'ai grandi en Italie, nourrie par le savoir inépuisable de mon père et par le talent culinaire de ma mère. Après un master en biologie marine, j'ai obtenu un doctorat en sciences marines à l'Université de Gand, où j'ai travaillé comme chercheuse pendant plus de 15 ans. Citoyen du monde dans l’âme, j’ai parcouru le monde et découvert que sa beauté est intrinsèquement ancrée dans la diversité de tous ses peuples et de leurs cultures. Mon appareil photo a d’abord été un compagnon de voyage. Finalement, après des années de pratique, j'ai découvert que je suis « la personne la plus heureuse » derrière l'objectif, lorsque les gens me permettent de capturer leur beauté, lorsqu'ils me font confiance avec leurs moments de vie. Je suis le plus heureux lorsque je peux être témoin et capturer l’amour. En 2025, j'ai décidé de sortir d'un monde fait de chiffres et de graphiques, d'entrer dans l'espace de lumière et d'ombres, devenant ainsi un chercheur d'amour, de souvenirs et d'émotions à travers l'objectif de mon appareil photo. J'accueille tout le monde indépendamment de sa race, de son identité de genre, de son orientation sexuelle, de sa classe sociale et de ses croyances religieuses. Je parle italien, anglais, espagnol, néerlandais et français. Si vous aimez mon style, s'il résonne en vous, laissez-moi raconter votre histoire, laissez-moi capturer vos souvenirs et les figer pour toujours dans une forme numérique de beauté . Contact me

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Cambodia My love for Cambodia has started during a solo trip for my 35th birthday. That travel signed a turning point in my life. It was 2016 November 11th when I landed. Two years later I would have just lost my both parents to cancer and disease, four months apart one from the other, and my sense of belonging would have been reset to near zero. A human being needs a sense of belonging to function...a sense of purpose...a direction. With the capacity building work I carried out since then in the region and through the fantastic people I met during my few journeys across the land of the Khmer, I found another kind of belonging. Care leads to understanding. Understanding leads to care. I do feel a deep respect towards this ancient culture made of beautiful traditions and majestic ruins reconquered by a voluptuous nature. Its beautiful and humble people are resourceful and extremely modest. From the main capital of Phnom Pehn, always busy but never too chaotic....to the island of Koh Ach Seh in Kep Archipelago, where local NGOs fight supported by the Government for the conservation and restoration of the Cambodian marine habitats...to the quietest village of the province of Mundulkiri where a young Bunong tourist guide hosts you in their family home...in every place I have been, a welcoming atmosphere characterises the Cambodian streets...the smell of delicious food, the honk of the passing Tuc-tuc, the chirping and cracking of the wild birds right after the pouring rain has finished...the daily life is interspersed with the laughter of children running in the streets, accompanied by barking dogs or candy vendors on their movable bike-shops.... I love Cambodia. May it be prosperous. May it be in peace.

Where We Meet a short film by Aubane Filée @f_l_u_n_e__b_a_i_e

Details Sometimes you enter a room and you already know that you will spend hours trying to get the best shot of all its precious corners. There are places that have a story to tell. The walls, the objects, the decaying matter. Everything in it whispers a story to those who listens. Like the chant of a mermaid, the light pulls you to those details and you find yourself spending entire afternoons in an abandoned space, click after click, hypnotised by the fading beauty of its rotting forms.

Maison Muller When you enter locations that are famous among the Urbex community, you are rarely disappointed. The notoriety of such places is due to the memorabilia and details through which a hidden past succeeds in its quest to survive its own demise. The furniture is almost intact and at the exact position those who inhabited these walls had intended for them. You may even find letters that hint at possible mysterious motives for the abandonment of these once glorious rooms. Of Maison Muller I loved above all the shades of colours that the sunset light painted through the windows on the walls of each room, forming a palette of memories that I wish to convey in their ethereal form.

Two women wear the traditional veil on their heads while following mass after picking up their daughters at the local school. The Armenian Church (Eastern Christian Church) still holds certain costumes that in the Western Church have been lost in the last century or so. Kayané Church, Armenia, 2016. "Wherever you go, becomes a part of you somehow" Anita Desai

Reconnecting Marcher, c'est guérir. Se reconnecter à la nature est la forme la plus pure de médecine.

Urbex in Belgium Belgium seems to be the best country in the world for Urbex. Despite its relatively small surface area, it hosts a seemengly infinite number of abandoned industries, deposits, houses and churches. I will share with you a few shots for now...soon I will create dedicated pages per location with more details on their story.

Textures One of the fascinating parts of Urbex for me is the textures I can capture. An old German proverb used to say "Der Liebe Gott steckt im detail" which translates in "God is in the details", later changed to "The devil is in the detail" by Ludwig Mins Van de Rohe. I see both in urbex. I see the God of creation of all these details: in the steal of the cars, in the sand used for the broken bricks, in the minerals mixed to bring to life colours and paints...and I see the Devil, in the weathering of the stones, the rusting of the metals, in the moulding of the wood, in the decay of paint. Life and Death. Before and After. They merge in the beauty of a detail.

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