How I discovered the art of photography

Here it goes my first blog…I can’t even believe I got this far. To be honest, it’s a bit scary. It’s scary to write and share my experiences with all of you, but it doesn’t matter, because I want my future brides and grooms, families and everyone else to get to know me.

I’m not here only to give you your beautiful pictures, I’m here to give you a beautiful experience as well. On my website you can read about how it all started, but here I will tell you how photography found me and how it changed my life.

How it all started

I always loved languages, since I was a little girl. And today I’m proud to say that I speak several of them fluently. So when I was 18 years old and the time to make a decision of what I wanted to do for the rest of my life was there, it was only natural that I have decided to study languages.

I graduated in the faculty of arts in the department for German studies. Being and working as an interpreter took me on a lot of different journies, but the most important of them, without a doubt, was the one where I met my husband Lasse.

We started a long distance relationship and after 3 years of Skype-ing and seeing each other only once a month, I decided to follow my heart and to move to Denmark…which was much harder than I ever imagined.

Even though I lived in Slovenia and Germany for a couple of years, this was something completely new. I needed to start a real life here and leaving my family, friends and everything I knew behind was, and still is, one of the most difficult things I have ever done.

After living for some time in Denmark I realized that working as an translator wasn’t the right kind of job for me anymore. Through the past years I grew so much more as a person from the time when I thought that languages were the right path for me and realized that I had backed myself into a corner and I wanted to do something else with my life.

I remember being so scared, thinking what am I going to do if I don’t have my education and work to hold on to…my happiness slowly disappeared and I disappeared with it.

Discovering the art of photography

And then I discovered the art of photography…right before our wedding. Browsing through photos made me so happy, all those pictures and memories…I thought that this must be the most amazing job in the world. 🙂

And then one day, a month after our wedding I was browsing through pictures that I’ve took on one of my best friends wedding. They got married two weeks prior to us, so I decided that I would develop some pictures for her as a gift.

I can’t describe you the joy I felt when I was editing them, while constantly asking Lasse if he liked them. I remember to this day the feeling that I got after I sat there in silence, looking at the screen and then said the words out loud:

Lasse, I think I want to be a photographer! and he said: “Ok! Let’s buy you a camera.” Just like that he said “ok”, like I’ve said that I would love to buy some flowers.

That’s how amazing my husband is and I am so blessed to have him.

The first year in photography was the hardest. I didn’t realized how many things I had to learn and that being a photographer isn’t just pressing the shutter button. There were a lot of books to read and classes to attend. There was a lot of tears, doubt in myself and fear, but I kept going forward and strongly believing that I would make it.

As the months passed I was becoming better and better in what I did and for the first time I discovered true joy and passion in something that I did and most importantly I became happier than ever. I’ve read somewhere that the size of your success is measured by the strength of your belief and desire, the size of your dreams and how you handle disappointment along the way.

My friends, anything is possible if you just believe!

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