As most of you know I am european and I’ve got a lot of chances in my life, because I am from there. I never had to worry about a food crisis, war or human disasters. I have grown up in a country which is well known for good education and an open source for information which is not self-evident all over the world as you certainly know. And as a matter of fact, being a european, I see my responsibility to report western developed countries and nations what is happening in other parts of our world, like in Darfur, Birma, Tibet, Vietnam, Cambodia, Kashmir, Irak, Iran, Afghanistan and many other countries in the world dealing with conflicts, in order to think about us as a planet and not us as a country, city or even human being. I am not there yet to report from those places, because I haven’t got the right education, contacts and information to work as a photojournalist and cover stories around the world to show them to the people of europe and the united states. Maybe its still an excuse though for my inability to go finally this way, because of doubt and fears. I know that the excitement in doing this work will be stronger as the fear one day and I feel sure and competent enough to do so.

What I realize more and more that this is the work I need to do in my life and I am trying to achieve this state of being to tell one day what is going on from places we don’t know about, but caused often by our nations in its origins. I guess I am still afraid to accept that I want to do this, which is followed by the circumstance not to have a life I thought once I have: 3 children, a nice house, a well payed job and a cool wife. However, the more I am traveling the more I feel that I need this challenge to do this work to keep myself alive.

Deep in my heart the decision is made to be a photojournalist. I just need to find my way to it.