I am a self-taught perfectionist, slaving away in the name of art since 2009, when the photography bug ignited my passion.
I am continuously in search of a feeling, the feeling of perfection is something relative, and yet so close to us. Perfection can be found in any form: the way your hair curls, the sequins on a dress, a perfume of long lost memories... It is an immortalization of our bigger, better, stronger self. But most of all, perfection is the supreme feeling of accomplishment, fulfillment and happiness. You never want to lose that, you need it to be captured in an image forever. By achieving a picture like that, it feels like you are also part of that magic, as a fairytale you believed in when you were younger, a never forgotten impression, the sound of euphoria or whatever that has been wandering around your mind.