When the price I had to pay for Instagram filters and tens of flawed selfies in obscure pubs’ bathrooms became too expensive for a redhead like me, I decided to buy an analog camera. There is only one chance to capture some sort of paradise, because taking photos on film it’s more about the collection of feelings you are immortalising, than the aesthetically pleasing appearance of your memories.
During my journey, I never tried to improve my photography skills or create something that meets a standard – I only longed for living stories which worth to be frozen in time.
