I never asked myself why I am drawn to taking photographs of old abandoned places.
I never understood my passionate attraction to these beautiful forgotten spots.
We are the constantly changing result of our ever evolving past - Conscious about it or not, we reflect the stories we have lived.
I slowly became aware that I was in a persistent quest…I search for stories, I search for memories, I search for warmth and most importantly I search for safety.
My images are the signs I put on my path to keep track of myself and my journey. They are what help me face my fears and insecurities.
I do not only take pictures of forsaken places, I also capture special bonds, people and connections around me that I do not want to lose.
Pictures make me feel safe, in the same way as old abandoned places do.
Alone; they stand, high and strong. They capture the light like no other building can.Inside of them, I feel secure. Alone, yes, but although lonely, they are beautiful. The dust covers their untold stories and I wander in the flow of these graceful walls that trap the memories of so many lives.
In them... I find myself.