This was my very first photoshoot. Buenos Aires, 2016. I sent a bunch of DMs to pretty girls on Instagram… and one replied. Her name was Carolina. And she agreed to let me take some photos of her in the park. I couldn't have been more excited! 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗 𝗙𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗 ⬇️🧵

I had just moved from Belgium. Didn’t speak a word of Spanish—except maybe “fiesta” and “playa.” I stole the old camera my parents had bought for my little sister when she went to art school. Just a basic 18–55mm kit lens. Honestly, I had no clue what I was doing!

Immediately after that shoot, I went out to buy a 50mm portrait lens. And that’s when things started to click. In the next six weeks, I did 12 shoots (I checked!) No clients, no experience... just instinct, curiosity, and a drive to keep going. The photos? Not great. But the passion? So real.

Now, 8 and a half years later, I still wake up excited to edit, to shoot, to plan the next story. That same feeling from day one... it never left. And that's the whole point.