The first time that I proposed my photos for an exhibition was in England, in Manchester. I went to several places of the Northern Quarter. I had finally printed my portfolio, and it seemed not nice to leave the cover blank, so I wrote a title: about a life. Mine, of Andrea Impagnatiello, Italian and Greek, class 1988.

When I think of it, I see again part of that on my pictures. I find again part of the emotions that I felt in front of those landscapes or slices of humanity. But, even more, I like that who sees those is able to understand those vibes. In that case I believe to have received the best compliment for a photographer.


I started to study photography as self taught during my childhood with a CD-ROM course of the National Geographic and the analog compact camera of my parents, whom patiently were buying the film. Afterwards with the adolescence, I moved on a digital compact with which I tried to express the upsets of that period.

With the university I got a digital reflex and a more mature photographic language. A first fundamental polishing of my style arrived with the precious tips of my godmother Grazie Ike Branco and an afternoon course organized by Alex Mezzenga. 

The breakthrough came in the 2010, I won a scholarship to study reportage at the Scuola Romana di Fotografia with the Pulitzer Prize Massimo Mastrorillo and Lina Pallotta. Photography, from a simple passion, became technique, observation, brainstorming and research. The same passion that brought me in England in the 2012 to became doctor. With the economical independence I managed to buy a professional camera and to finance travelling around the world. Currently, I’m now in France with my life divided between research and photography, two focal points of the same image.