Once in 2001 my parents bought a new film camera and were talking about it in the kitchen. I was in my room hearing their talk when a strange thought hit my head. As a 13 years old child I was fascinated by the idea that when you push that little button right here right now on the camera, that moment stays in forever in the form of a picture. That seemed like a magic to me. So I stole my parents compact Minolta and spent all that film out. I took the pictures of the snowed bushes, flowers and trees around my house. Since that day photography stayed with me for the rest of my life.