HOME IS WHERE MY HEART IS
I carry my house in my heart. She is compact, mobile and whenever it feels right, she will beat with compassion. Nature is my backyard and playground. She contains mountains, seas and forests. When we are looked up in between four walls, it becomes harder to carry my heart. She becomes a heavy pressure on my chest. Sometimes she screams so hard and says: Let me go, let me go! As soon as I step back in nature, she opens. Unfolding, giving and receiving. Everyone is welcome in my home and in my heart.
I - S E A Y O U
photography inspired by and dedicated to sea