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Day after day I’m more confused
Yet I look for the light in the pouring rain
You know that’s a game that I hate to lose
I’m feelin’ the strain, ain’t it a shame
Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away

 
                 
               


                    

     


drift

For as long as I can remember I had this feeling of being out of place. My presence didn’t truly matter. So I tried to be as cheerful and happy as I could be. Coloring my life for the outside world to over-compensate for my true inner feelings. Until ten years ago, when my physics surrendered and forced me into a confrontation with myself.

In “DRIFT”, I have put aside my old habits. I have faced my deepest emotions. Picture by picture I broke down the fences of my fears. I dared to accept life and love. Photography became an essential necessity; via my images discovering who I really am.

Although the origin is personal, I strongly believe that there's a universal element to it as in today's society we all try to paint pretty pictures and thereby drift further and further away from our true selves.