When I went on a holiday to Egypt with my mom, she asked me why I always photgraph my feet.. Good question! I started thinking about it and the only explanation I have is that I can prove I was there.
It started in Ghana when I was amazed by how dirty feet can get from just walking around town. In Australia I was so happy to see the sea after working on a farm for 3 months, I had to prove I could feel the cold sea water again. And even here in Bali, photographing my feet continued. So it turned into a habit. Not more than that. Until now. Now I started to blog about it.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not obsessed with my own feet. I know I don’t have the most beautiful feet, but they brought me to all the places I visited. They keep me going.