ME AND NATURE

Since the path to oneself is long, and the personas we embody are many, if you ask what I am – this is who I am. Somehow, through the years, I never managed to find the right words to express my love for nature. I don’t know if I love it that much or if it loves me so much that it sinks into my veins, crawls on my skin, and erupts from my eyes. I don’t know if I’m in it – or if it’s in me. I only know that I don’t know who I am if I don’t photograph it.