I got my first camera when I was 12 years old. Since then, I haven’t really stopped taking pictures — and, unsurprisingly, my phone storage has had to be upgraded more times than I’d like to admit.

Growing up in Austria and travelling whenever I had enough time or money has made me deeply appreciate the little things. The quiet ones, the ordinary ones, the moments you don’t think twice about until they’re gone.

I love doing yoga outside in the garden, eating homegrown tomatoes that I’m convinced will always be the best I’ll ever taste, playing ping pong with my family even though we all know Mum is going to win, and having a cup of tea while watching the sun set.

Lately, I’ve also found my way back to drawing and creating art outside of photography. Most of it is still just for my eyes — little experiments, messy pages and things that don’t need to be perfect. I think that’s what I love about creating: there doesn’t always have to be a reason for it.

Photography, for me, is a way of holding onto those same feelings.

I’m drawn to the in-between moments — the laughter that happens when nobody is posing, the wind in your hair, the way someone looks at the person they love, the tiny details you might otherwise forget. I want my photographs to feel honest, warm and a little bit nostalgic. Like looking back at a moment and being able to remember not just what it looked like, but what it felt like to be there.

My vision is simple: to capture your ordinary and sprinkle a little bit of magic into it, so you can see just how beautiful life really is.

Because I think the most beautiful photographs aren’t always about extraordinary moments.

Sometimes, they’re just about your people, your places, your messy kitchen, your favourite dog, a summer afternoon — and all the little things that make a life yours.