I am a professional photographer and I love my work very much. I derive great pleasure from traveling. Naturally, most of it occurs because my work demands it, but I can't seem to stop traveling even in my spare time. I enjoy merriment, Buenos Aires tango dancers, Impressionist art in Paris, Wiener mélange and strudel and opera in Vienna. I love immersing myself in different cultures and traditions, all the while taking as many photos, as humanly possible.
In my meager spare time I read novels and poetry (sometimes I write some things of my own, but I am too shy to ever read them to anyone ;-). I go around town on my bike, I sometimes draw. Most of my closest friends scattered around the globe in recent years, so I am rarely in touch with them, which is a pity.
My work makes me meet an astounding amount of people, whole crowds, really, but these people are not friends, merely acquaintances. I find that I can strike a meaningful conversation with almost anybody – everyone has something interesting to share, everyone has a story. I am careful not to mix my professional life with my private life, though. Such lapses in the past have led me to feeling as if my life was a minefield of sorts.
I generally avoid conflict as much as possible, I love laughing and dancing as if no one is watching. I still believe that the best is yet to come in my life. I have not been married and I have no children because I have yet to find the man whom I won't be able to live without. But I am waiting for him. Hopefully, he will make me laugh, he will love me, support me and protect me.
