Just me.
And a passion for grabbing my camera, exploring the world and capturing the beauty I find along the way.
Just me.
And a deep love for (bedtime) stories. When I was little, and still now.
And the unique pleasure of savouring the crumbs of broken biscuits.
The joy of my hand digging into the bottom of the bag, always searching for the most imperfect and tastiest piece.
I once asked AI what that might mean.
Apparently, it represents a deeply rooted love for the underdog.
Or perhaps, I think, it is simply the desire to savour every small piece of life.
To search deeply for every meaning.
Never leaving anything behind.