dinsdag 28 augustus 2012
Now, at an age of nineteen. I think about how I like it to look in photo albums. The ones of my mom when she was a kid, the ones of both my parents abroad. When I'm older in about 30 years or so I don't want to show my most dearest photo's to my kids on a computer. Thats why I bought a photo album. A beautiful bordeaux red with white pages. Thats the reason why I'm walking around with a digital camera and a disposable camera in my bag to fill this album. All these memories, these people I used to know and where I can talk about to my children while we're drinking tea and browse trough the big red photo album. A book is just so much more than a digital screen.