Sometimes its easier to draw than to photographI envy painters that express all their emotions and feelings, grief or happiness and so on in just a few strokes. Well maybe a few and some. Usually when i photograph i put all this planning, emotions and energy in a series and hope to come as close... Continue Reading →
Beyond my heartbeat
I can feel my heart beat. Rain is coming down in buckets splashing against the tilted window. A slight wind comes through with a scent of trees and concrete. I walk towards it and open it even more just so I can lean my face over. The streets are dead. All the windows are shut... Continue Reading →
Samira! Book Preview
Preview of INTRO We're sitting in front of each other in this small Cafe. I am watching her nervously playing with a piece of paper while I listening to her speak. My throat started to hurt and my vision was a blurry mess. Tears in my eyes. I am touched. She then continued and... Continue Reading →