i am flying to LA in march, all made possible by an american friend who believes in my dreams as much as i do. every week i am counting days until my first trip to the usa.
as a photographer i am always editing something, planning something, shooting something. january hasn't been much different. i have two published editorials coming up (my this year's goal is to get at least five), a book cover in the making, plenty of new agency faces to shoot with, and new ink on my arm. everywhere i go, i leave parts of my skin behind. it's pretty gross but that's how tattoos work.
i am only twenty-one and my whole life is ahead of me and it is at the same time beautiful and terrifying. i have always been the one to set fire to the bridges to fight the fear inside. but i am strong, i will remain strong
tartu in august 2013, during the love film festival.