While travelling through Provence and the south of France in the same year, my lyrical thoughts
  were focussed by the scenery. I began to photograph intensively and prolifically. The particular
  light, the wind, the cycle of the sun in nature, the scent of Spring: I saw perfect poetry in
  pictures – and I could photograph it.  It was a very powerful emotion. My passion for looking
  through the camera’s viewfinder was unbridled. I discovered my world, my dreams, my
  photography. I felt I could express all my thoughts  and fancies in pictures.

  Not until 2003 did I venture to exhibit my pictures publicly. Up until then, I had only shown them
  to friends and when asked, and had begun to sell them just individually and exclusively, as I always
  met with a very enthusiastic response.

  My way of photographing is not the craft or technique of photography,  the pictures  are rather
  created by emotions, moods, poetry and sensibility.