It is a “Cliche” thing to say, but I need for sure to agree, simply because it is the way I genuinely feel: “You don’t take a portrait of someone, the person gives it to you”. If i could add or say something about this matter, I would even say this: When I am taking a portrait, the final picture is the smallest part of a whole process. The picture was just a mere moment (lasting a fraction of a second) that I engraved in time with the help of light, something that is behind any face and is infinite: A Soul.

This for me is extremely hard. Simply because in my opinion, infinity and soul, are concepts that go among together and are often hard to acknowledge in our finite human capacity, and putting all of this in a frame, is almost impossible. But… Absolutely Fascinating!

In the words of Reiner Maria Rilke in “Letters to a Young Poet”: Things are not all so comprehensible and expressible as one