“Photographs are memories we didn’t know we were making.”
— Unknown
Hola, I’m Arianna
Most of what matters in life happens quietly, in between… while we’re busy living. You just have to pay attention to notice it.
I’m a photographer and filmmaker from Caracas, Venezuela, now based in Stuttgart, Germany. And yes, I love cozy sweaters and snow. I might be the only Latin American who genuinely prefers cold mornings. I love how winter slows everything down, how silence feels thicker and how it teaches you to be present.
Growing up in the 80s meant physical address books, handwritten homework and printed photographs. It meant the unmistakable yellow of the disposable cameras and Kodak film rolls used to document our lives together. You could argue those photos weren’t sharp or technically perfect. But they were warm and full of life.
I remember sitting on the hallway floor with my sister, pulling photo albums out of the closet. Albums my mum had made for us with so much care. We’d flip through the pages slowly, finding first birthdays, first trips to the beach, my parents, grandparents, cousins. Ordinary moments, like laughing while putting on our pyjamas. Moments that hit differently nowadays.
And while I may not recall all of them myself, I remember loving the photographs. I remember smiling and reading my mum’s small handwritten notes in the margins.
That’s how I learned that photographs are never just photographs.
They become proof.
Memory.
A trace of how something felt.
I found photography almost by accident sixteen years ago. Or maybe it found me. I’m still not entirely sure. What I do know is that it became the place where everything clicked. Literally.
Today, I move through the highs and lows of expat life in Stuttgart: the language that still trips me up, the culture I’m learning to inhabit, the distance from family and friends and the quiet determination to build a life that feels true to me.
I photograph people, places, brands, details, gestures, light, movement and all those small things we usually overlook. The in between. The everyday. The things that don’t ask to be documented, yet deserve to be remembered anyway.
I love photographs that wrinkle at the corners, collect fingerprints and slowly age with time. Images that are held, revisited, passed around. The kind that end up meaning more years later.
Because a frame is never just a frame. It’s a small piece of time, saved on purpose.
If something here resonates with you, if you value thoughtful storytelling, honest imagery and the beauty of ordinary moments, I’d love to hear your story and see what we can create together. You can find me under the contact tab.
Maybe that’s why I’m drawn to the quiet things.
The in between.
The proof that we were here.
