Love

Everybody has to tell a story. A little child whose ice likes down on the ground. Or the boynext-door who has pulled a chewing gum out of the machine with his first cent. Sometimesone remembers back his first kiss. Secret in the garden or in the stairwell of a party. The life writes stories on the new one every day. At which place do you feel the mostcomfortable? There is something that calm you there and which you think back? Something connects this to you? Let us discover the world and capture your history together. With you at home, in the middle of the woods or perhaps also with the feet in the sand. Write to me if we shall write a new chapter together and you want to have your own photos in your handsat the end. Memories which remain and are callable again and again. Tell me about you.