Dear Friend,
I was in Paris in October 2014. The only time so far. It was beautiful. Quietly chic and romantic. Sometimes I wonder what it feels like now, more than a decade later. I hope I’ll visit again one day.
I only spent a few days there and didn’t stop running around to see the must-see places.
I would go slower this time. I would savour the city. I would stop and see the random buildings, the passing people… what the soul of this place feels like.
It was there that, for the first time, I did more than take photographs with my phone.
I saw. I noticed.
It was the year I realized I was an artist.
I’d always carried that feeling somewhere inside me - it just took nearly thirty years to find the right language for it: a camera.
Yep. I’m a Photographer. This. Is. It.
I haven’t looked back since. I think I found what I was meant to do. I want to show people what I see, what I … keep noticing.
So now, I invite you to see my world with me.
