*First: forgive me my bad english*
So this is a Blog? A travel and photographer Blog?
She’s sitting in her room writing about trips she is not going to do?
In those moments when Fernweh seizes her, tears her apart, hurts her?
Yes, that’s exactly what this blog should be.
Will she see the world? Will she break out of her room and out of her little world? Will she be able to do it? She does not know. You? Me neither…
It all started some years ago.
She was feeling sick, was sad, had lost a beloved person. Though tried to fight.
She did not give up, sought out the sadness and discovered the photography.
Of course she had to get out in the nature if she want to make pictures and to force herself to leave her rooms.
And what she saw often took her breath away…
Nothing was like it seemed to be.
There was no gray and no sadness – it was suddenly so much more than that.
There were colors whose she had never seen before.
Dirt that was not dirty anymore, nature where actually no nature should be.
Life and death, light and darkness, hate and pain and a lot of love.
The love fought back in her heart and made her able to see.
She saw things that other people could not see and felt things which other people could not feel. And she still does, it seems.
Life went on, she struggled back to life and found some more reasons to live.
And still photography is what reminds her of life (not just being alive nor survive), shows her the beauty and the ugly and what let her smile. And what reminds her how small she is, too.
And how big.
Yes, she is big. She have the opportunity to do great, to inspire people, to let people see what she sees. She have the ability to open the eyes of the people who are asleep… what a gift or isn’t it? And she can give people hope, love and trust in life – if they let her.
Do you let her?
Go and join R on her way through her world. Be her companion. Let her be your eyes.
…the little bit around her…
Come on. I dare this now. You too? We together?
But step by step.
Who I am?
I am a woman in my 30′ and have tattooed 2 birds on my back but didn’t fly though. What a farce, right?
Had faced some demons and bad ghosts – like we all in our life.
I want say on my dying day “Yes, I had a damn good life!”. Can i say it now? Not sure about.
What is this blog?
A TRAVEL Blog on which I’ll show you some cool spots in the world, great pictures, new views, reviews and experiences I made.
And also a PHOTO Blog. I am a noob in photography but I am often able to show things and situations in pictures who are new, unexpected, crazy things you had not seen in this way before. And on the other side, scenes and objects full of love.
Follow me and you’ll see what I mean.
Whoever wants to support me can write to me on firstname.lastname@example.org
Btw, NO guaranteed infos here. I only write about my experiences and how it was/is for me and my pics only show what I saw.
I dunno how you’ll experience it or what you’ve to pay, to where you’ve to drive and so on. That’s your turn then.
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