I've been thinking a lot about when i was 15 and started doing photos. I've been looking at the pictures i took at that time again, but more as if i weren't the author of them. And it's funny how you surprise with some of them, and even you can understand more your obsesions and constant inspirations.
I've been looking at all the artists that inspired me at that time too. I still follow a few, like ~DorOthY-ShoEs
(Actually, when i took this photo i thought a lot of her works).
It's funny to call the old memories, the old written words, the "inspiration books" i had with ideas i never concreted, the old feelings, the old questions that finally now i can answer.