I’ve always written journals. At the age of 9 I decided to write diaries. I had a love for books I could get from authors that had the capability of writing strong and honest words as a young person. There was always something that I loved about writing. I always was drawn to photographs and standing in a dark room was just one experience where I felt this unique inner freedom by doing something I love. Last year I gained the faith to write down one of my children picture book stories. It sounds so easy. There is that idea, that picture in your head and you just have to put it into words and on a piece of paper …… I thought. It has been a journey, some work and quiet some research. Mostly it has been some work on myself. The fear of failure. The fear itself.
I always wanted to be either a photographer, write or do something in the tourism. Instead I went to the most boring school, just because everyone told me that becoming a photographer wouldn't be the right thing for me, as this job would not bring the right money and it would be hard to find a job. There hasn't been any openness and encouragement to believe in a dream of a 14 year old that had to made a lifelong decision.