Riding the wild surf in front of a rolling clip from sunset.
I’ve been always there: watching, moving from a spot to the other,traveling different countries to follow my surfers and their oceanic feeling.
This energy,feeling of limitlessness and adrenaline which give you the control of the nature.An indissoluble bond between the man and the wave as an entirely subjective fact.

Surf as an expression of a restless primal need and a sense of infinite: i want to lose myself in something larger.I need more space.

I’ve been following my men in Australia, Hossegor, Mexico, Portugal and some of the best spot in the world,breathing the challenge,the freedom and the wilderness. I’ve seen them come face to face with a perfect rolling right or the big wave of their life.

There’s more life than this.