Marco Photojournalist

When I met him I didn’t like him. I was willing to learn everything about Photography, and I decided to attend his classes. Since the very beginning I was lacking confidence, which was the intriguing part about me for everyone around getting to know me. I’ve always wanted everything in life, especially in that time, when I was working the whole day and travelling and body training a lot. Nevertheless I needed to be priced  to go on.

Then something curious happened:  as I was being rejected for trying to compete on a professional level, I knew that I wanted something else. Photography had just opened up my thirst for getting in touch with life. People, countries, colours. So a very hard and slow time took place, during which I could find a friend. Those rare time we met I could find a person ready to listen without judgement, yet ironic, just as right  for me to laugh and forget.
We played once to freeze a portrait of myself and since then some respect for our souls has developed strong. As a joke again I asked him a few yoga portraits, but what he was able to do, after an entire morning dedicated to my uncertain eye, again was real work, professionalism, sensibility. Which  left me astonished.
Marco was able to find the way to tell about me, this long time discipline and devotion that I’ve cultivated through Yoga and that is shaping my energy all the time now. His commitment gave me the possibility to unveil my truth and to communicate through the signs on my body. He finally got to understand and supported me and even encouraged me in this pursuit of life, real life, that is Yoga, for me.

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