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 |  I remember a story of Jesus. It is said he stopped by the side of the road to look at the corpse of a dead decaying dog, commenting on the beauty of its teeth. As strange as the story may seem, it expresses my fascination with the unusual and unseen parts of life that surrounds us. |  At the same time, it highlights something that I noticed when I started taking photographs, which was that I seemed to be attracted to, and found beautiful, things that were very different to those around me. |
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 In 2003 I attended a family therapy training in Rome with Maurizio Andolfi. It was also the trip that sparked my fascination with photography. Interestingly, looking back, what made the training so significant was that my conversations with Maurizio were about accepting and embracing my own difference from the pack, or at that time, my fellow psychologists. |  Walking the streets of Trastavere I fell in love with what I was seeing through the lens. Not the Coloseum or the Vatican, but the mundane streets stinking of cat urine in the middle of summer. The spontaneous juxtaposition of objects and the patterns of decay were what I found beautiful and compelling. |  |
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