You know the passions? that thing that burn and grow inside your body...
My muscles my bones my skin couldn’t keep up with my body’s ambition i had to left my town, my country, my continent in order to get the right environment where i can finally realize all my idea.

I wake up every morning and i start to think at how i want to express my concept.
What to shoot and what to avoid, what i need, where to go, the light, the model...
I spent my all day planning how to make it done while i'm working in a crappy job.
My free time is spent studying all the style and the shade of photography ....
All this work,all this effort made my taste killer..
My taste was the reason why my work was disappointing me.
A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit..
It’s gonna take awhile. It’s normal to take awhile.. but we must hold on to get in the next step.
The next step is when my skills going to meet my taste, and that's great, seriously, I do not have a social life, my girlfriend dumped me but, my skills, my skills... are meeting my taste!! yessss!!... No...
Another problem come up

I need to face another wall in front of me, connection.
Thats is the hardest one...
New country, alone, crappy job, no one know me, and here i'am, looking for a job in the field that i love, and to get in contact with model stylist hmua hoping that internet could help a bit to fill this gap.

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