It All Started Here

I was 18. I moved to Rijeka, harbor city on the Croatian coast to commence my psychology studies. As a refugee (in my own country, funny that), I was given a free room in the dormitory. There was the door next to the communal bathroom that always seemed locked. After some investigation, the key was obtained and the Aladin's cave containing all these dusty old cameras and the dark room was opened to me - the whole new world opened up. Needles to say, I kept the existence of this room a secret for the next 5 years. It was mine.

This was one of the first pictures I took of myself that made me realize that photography is more than a nice visual treat. It is a key, for me, to understanding who I am and 'ordering' the world around me. It is my memory safe. The films and negatives may burn again, but ones I press that shutter, that moment will always stay with me.