“Last year in September, about four hundred of my prints were on display in Modena. The venue was a former hospital in a classical style whose interior had been entirely refurbished into a museum. My three-day schedule only allowed me to take some snaps along the way while going between the museum and my hotel in the old part of the city. However, during a trip down to Florence two days after the opening, I managed to spend about half a day walking around with my camera in hand.

While my work usually revolves around the radical artification of the city as a general motto, in Florence, a city of art since ancient times, I couldn't find anything that wasn't already turned into art — to an extent that made me laugh out loud time and again. Once aware of the boorishness of my attempt to turn such a place into art with my camera, I found myself left with no other choice but to return to my daily routine. As it turned out, the girls in the streets were remarkably sexy.”