I really love taking photos ever since i was a little girl. year by year my interest grew into a passion. I learned a lot (I think every photographer or artist knows this "my former art was bullsh*t"-feeling) and fell deeply in love with my camera. However, three years ago I started to shoot for friends, sometimes professional, but it made me sick. I tried to make my photos look like they wanted them to look. My personal opinion got lost and I felt bad about my art from this day on. One month ago, after I howled in his arms, my lover (it is recent, but I feel like he is the home I searched for so long) recommend me to start all over again, for myself. He told me not to care about the other opinions, because there still will be at least one person who sticks with me.
And that is what art is about, right? To express yourself, myself.
I feel free now. Creativity floods through my body and ideas through my head.
So let's start all over again.