being a journalist is probably one of these jobs that is more an attempt-on-life than a chosen profession. i was always curious about things (and kept asking my parents and everybody around me a million questions..), so even if i am a trainee in brussels now, the journalist inside me is neither quiet nor dead. it’s there longing to get out in some way or another (which i yet have to discover..). today i found what i’d call an eye-opener. Karl Grobl ist not only a gifted photographer but also a one-of-a-kind storyteller. Check out his website.
I believe.