I've been thinking a lot about where all my sadness comes from lately. I have come to the conclusion that I am cornered. I feel stripped of everything that should be mine. I try to keep the scraps of self-awareness, protect them from all those who want to destroy them. I don't know how long I will be able to keep them in a safe place.
Photographer looking for what is important and beautiful to her. In a constant pursuit of emotions, she passionately tries to find her place in the world of images. Addicted to melancholy and the past, she fights for her piece of the present. Graphic design student fascinated by visual communication, seeking to expand her knowledge in everything that concerns visual arts.
