Skinny faced guinea pig held by owner and being fed by “Grandmother.”

Like I keep mentioning, it doesn’t matter where you are, or what your level of photography comes from, but it matters on how passionate you are with what is given.

For years, I’ve been struggling to find where my passion lays. Stuck with the realization of becoming a baker, I was lost on the path to success.

Telling myself lies, I would go along with everything being told. Never knowing what to do, I would continue with a path that wasn’t my passion.

Now I see myself, looking for a future, I continue to explore what makes my passion true.