When I was eighteen I was way into people, I never felt that normal so I loved to hear “normal people” talk, share stories, do amazing things, and always wondered how did they do that, how was that possible, why were they like that? I still do, old habits die hard. Anyways, that’s why I decided to study psychology.
That’s how I ended up with a psychology degree and no idea what I wanted to do with it. During my studies, I spent a year studying abroad, living outside my parents house for the first time and I discovered one of my life passions (and lets be honest here, pretty much everybody’s) travelling. Since then I was always looking for oportunities to go abroad, live in another countries, explore new cultures… And that was what moved me to do some volunteering work in Italy with disabled people. It was an incredible experience, I learnt a lot, mostly about myself and some Italian (and how to make middly good pizza) and among those things I realized how much did I need to take pictures as a way to share all those experiences with my family and friends.
Later on I moved to Poland to study about how to be a teacher and share my knowledge on my language and my culture, and learnt a lot about other hispanic countries. It was a blast, it was challenging, and fun, and fascinating, but it didn’t also pulled the strings inside… I liked the sharing and the growing up with other people, and that’s something I still love and need in my life, and one of the keypoints of my photography.
I came back to Spain and applied for a grant on something I always wanted to do, and I always wanted to learn about: media and photography. One of my passions since I can remember, always loved them, always wanted to learn about them, I was always too scared to do anything related to them. Anyways, took the none-risk, and flew to England to be a photographer’s assistant and I think that was the best decission I have ever made, as I discovered my passion.
So relax, lay back, and share this journey with me!!