The story of a photographer
My enthusiasm for photography has always been strong. When my parents would take my brothers and me to the store as a family, we would each pick a toy, and I would always choose camera film. I was born into a huge family. Our house was always full with people, full of life, thanks to my parents, brothers, cousins, aunts and uncles, and that's what I loved to photograph. Not only did I like preserving our family's memories, but I also developed a talent for it. I didn't think about pursuing a profession in photography until after I had my first child. After my first child was born, I resigned my job and started seeking for something that would allow me to spend more time with him while still allowing me to work on my own schedule. This is when I decided to pick up a camera once more. It was a kind of "return to an old passion" moment for me because I had always enjoyed experimenting with photography and now I had the chance, the time, and honestly, the need to get back into it.