There is an age where fantasy has no limits.
In my world, telling stories were not a plain need. It was my chance to survive.
When I met paper it was love at first sight.
I grew gradually into a world where my stories received a voice.
My passion to imagine became stronger. As a dreamer everything around was inspiration to me.
I saw pictures that touched my heart so deeply that they opened another portal.
I was intrigued by colors, lighting, the subject. I felt the urge to make pictures. The beauty of rawness.
With my mother’s camera around my neck I discovered the world through a lens and I knew this was something new I could create.
I became a creator of a newfound universe and it took me away.
I became a creator of a newfound universe and it took me away.
I got my own camera soon after and chased my ever-learning process of creating.
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