Ever since my mum got pregnant from me my dad wanted a red haired girl called Marjolein. He got his wish. I was born in Amsterdam and raised in a village 20km from Amsterdam. Since I was a teen I’ve been addicted to Ireland, photography and fantasy books. I don’t take as much pictures as I’d like though, because there’s a limit on how many times a close-up of tulip is original. But when I get the chance to get away from my usual surroundings, the camera goes with me.
I’m not much of a writer, but sometimes inspiration strikes. The result (and some of my old pieces) can be found on this blog.
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