Photography is a mindfulness exercise. I love gazing at my surroundings, squinting into the rising sun, listening to the sound of birds chirping at dawn, taking in the earthy smell of the air after a downpour as well as feeling the wind’s gentle caress on my skin.

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I am a passionate landscape photographer. From a young age, I spent a lot of time in the mountains, at first in Southern Germany and France (I am half French, half German), and later in South America, Africa and the Himalayas. I love nature, I’m a daydreamer and a wanderer. I find happiness and solace within nature. This is also where I go to recharge my creative energy.

Here is picture of me with my Dad on top the mountain Grosser Widderstein (2533 m). This is what the typical weekend was like for me. My Dad would wake me up around 6 am (which I struggled with!), and after a quick breakfast, we would go for day-long hikes during which he told me lots about our surroundings. As he used to be a teacher, he unfortunately also spent hours during these walks making me revise my Latin, which is probably why I gave up on it as soon as I could.

As I grew older, I started to show interest in my Dad’s camera and darkroom, and we spent a lot of time developing black and white images. in fact, I experimented with my own version of analog Photoshop by adding drawings of monsters to my pictures in the darkroom!

My family must have been very patient with me when I discovered my love for slides as I insisted on presenting my adventures to them on a weekly basis. I loved picking the photos which would best tell the story and get a (hopefully positive) reaction out of my little audience.

During my teenage years, I discovered the wilder and technical side of mountain climbing within the German Alpine Club. Instead of partying, I spent my weekends hiking or climbing with like-minded teenagers. During a school exchange when I was 17, I discovered and enjoyed living with an Irish family. They were extremely generous with me and I instantly fell in love with their beautiful country.

It is also during that year that I had a climbing accident and fell 10 meters on my back. I spent the following weeks having to sit on an orange rubber ring, and I am still surprised that nobody tried to make fun of me at school…

I went on to take some guiding duties for the Alpine Club, specialising in skitouring and winter activities, but soon got distracted by joining the German army. I was part of a little group of friends who specialised in what we called the “Skipatrouille”, a kind of military race where you have to run on skis on do several competitive exercises.

This was after my time at the army, as you may have guessed!

When I decided to study tourism management, it was mainly because I rightly assumed that this would help me travel the world.

I particularly enjoyed several trips to the Andes mountains in South America, climbing Mount Kilimanjaro with my Dad and trekking in Nepal for several months.

Traumatised by the loss of my best friend (as well as others) to a climbing accident, I decided to give up rock climbing and focus on more contemplative ways to spend my time in nature.

After moving to the French Alps, close to Chamonix, I began to be really interested in landscape photography, and I have become a bit addicted to learning as much as I could even if, with a job and a family, I did not have as much time as in the past.

I recently found out that I have a mediator INFP-A personality. This might explain why I love observing the world through the lens of photography so much and how it can help make sense of all these feelings and dreams I carry within.