2011, here we go. I remember when I was a child, how these years above 2010 seemed so far away, so unreachable. Now it's my turn to think about my childhood and the memories are progressively fading away. I wish I could still have them clearly in my mind and I wonder why the only clear one is a painful memory. I was going with my mum to the supermarket to do some food shopping and our dog hadn't come back on time (he usually jumped over the fences and was touring the village on his own). My mum decided to shut the doors and main fence anyway as she couldn't be bothered to wait for him. A few seconds after we started to drive, he showed up and my mum didn't want to stop the car. She kept accelerating and was telling me not to worry, that he would find his way home and wait for us there. I was desperate, was crying all the tears I could, begging her to stop. This feeling of abandon was really terrible to bear, it really broke my heart.

Apart from that, I'm not nostalgic about the past years. 2010 has been amazingly surprising; I met so many awesome friends and people (thanks to SG I have to say!), took a lot of portraits,been a little less shy, travelled a bit, saw my favorite bands live.. only happiness! It has been marked by a very difficult relationship but now I can tell I'm over it. He still keeps in touch with me, but I don't care anymore about his life, I don't pay attention to his moods, he can do whatever he wants, I'm happy being single and independent again.

2011 actually starts with a nice story; I was with my friend Lylie at the Interpol gig, Brixton academy when i ended up close to a very cute boy with whom I exchanged a few words. You can imagine that I barely understood half of what he was saying with the loud music around, only the fact that he was into photography and was from Greece, visiting his brother and going to a concert the day after to see a band with a lot of "a" in their name I had only heard of but never listenned to. We both left the Interpol gig without swapping our details, obviously too shy to ask to each other. The following day, I did my best to get a ticket to the Ratatat concert he was in fact reffering to; it was absolutely packed, there was no way I could move or even dance, and of course I didn't see him even though I was scrutinising the club during the whole gig. When they finished playing and as the crowd cleared the floor, I notice a familiar face but lost him a seconds after. i was so disappointed, went around the venue again but couldn't see him. And at some point, I saw him near the bar, sipping a glass, went over him and said, "hey, what a surprise to see you there"...

We then went for a drink as he was flying back to Greece the morning after and I finally got enough guts to give him my little business card. Since then, we almost call each other everyday and I'm thrilled to go and see him again mid-january! Flying to Thessaloniki, yeah I don't know how it will go but I'm going to enjoy every single second with him, just enjoying the moments, the present tense. I like the idea, I used to be worried about my future all the time but I've switched to a new ideal and I feel better this way.

This year I am planning a trip to France (Lille, Paris and maybe Nantes) in order to meet and shoot all these gorgeous ladies I've had the pleasure to discover through the website and related friends. Then i will go with the flow, Sweden would be awesome, not to mention a road trip to Iceland!

What else? A few pictures, as it's been a little while:
(meet Alex from Greece)


(meet Lylie and I during our new year'eve house party -sorry again for the bed sheets! -


(meet my dear Lison with whom i spent five awesome days in Kilkenny)

(follow my on-going series about self perception )


(and soon a peek to the next Andean's set and AnnaLee which should see the daylight end of February for the first and somewhere in April for the second (yes, it's quite far )

Don't forget to see The black swan from Aronovsky as well


see you soon x