There are many words to describe a person, less to describe a photographer and no words to describe anything when you desert the verbal expression for the visual one.
I used to work as an interpreter for nearly ten years, so now you can see why I turned to photography. One gets tired of anything, as I did of unceasing talking.
A search for answers led me to Asia where I spent four blissful years (so far the best ones). But as I said, one gets tired of anything, as I did of the Paradise. One morning I opened Google Maps and after too short of a pondering said to myself it was time to move. Nomad once, nomad forever. And I went to Barcelona to study photography.
My nomadic bug found me there in three years and now I live in the mountains in Catalunya province. Very much recommend a visit, by the way. But enough talking, just look. The images will tell you all you want to know about me, if you have mastered the art of seeing with closed eyes.