Best of 2011 – A summary
My very first year as a photographer, and it was an amazing one – I must say!
I hope 2012 will bring better creations and inspiration..
Here is a series of the best photos I shot this year:
Moulin rouge
Tour Eiffel
PadLove
For a faithful
Stairway to the unknown
Fragile things
Survival
The road
Ocean blue
A sunrise from the north
The moon
Happy new year everyone 
[Paris.. Je t'aime] Resurrected
“Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone I know, a feeling came over me. It was like remembering something I’d never known before or had always been waiting for, but I didn’t know what. Maybe it was something I’d forgotten or something I’ve been missing all my life. All I can say is that I felt, at the same time, joy and sadness. But not too much sadness, because I felt alive. Yes, alive. That was the moment I fell in love with Paris. And I felt Paris fall in love with me” – Paris je t’aime
Eiffel tower
And I’m just an amateur photographer.. Delicately struggling to capture as much beauty as I can in my little black magic box..
Grande arche
Les champs Elysées
Stairs
Just a little girl beholding, with delighted wide open eyes, humanity in a different part of the world..
And I felt frozen in time as the waves of people swiftly pass me by.. only the faces seemed sad and strangely worn out.. In gray Paris..
Still as cold as it was doing and as melancholic as people looked, I was feeling good..
Empty spaces
.. and I don’t know what it was exactly about Paris that made me feel that way, but this I know, I felt alive again.
And dead I have been for too long..
Gone
More to come so stay tuned! 
Black and white collection from my trip to Paris.
Camera: Canon EOS 450D
Enjoy!
Aged
He was sitting on a broken woody box, near one of the small streets of the Old Medina, waiting for a customer whose shoes needed a nail here, some glue there or even a new layer of leather.
His eyes, rarely looked away from his craft, reflected a buried pain or maybe was he just worn out..
Passage of time
I approached him with a whole set of confused emotions to ask for his permission for a photo, I couldn’t make out the words.. It maybe showed on my face so he had pity on me and let me..
Awkward as I am, I didn’t get the camera settings right the first two times, which made my task even harder and made me feel even more awkward and clumsy..
It was one long second, yet one great experience, a fraction of time but one that tells a story of a lifetime.. Reflected by every lane drawn on his face, traces of hope and perseverance, of struggle and survival.. Traces of the passage of time..
Enjoy!
