Disappearing traditions

My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited

Romania | Monday, January 14, 2013 | 5 photos

Taking photos is stressful. It makes me nervous, agitated and angry but it sets me free and puts smile in my heart.
This painful love would change with this experience. It would build my self-confidence up and would help me believe in myself and do what I was born to do. I am curious and eager to learn more.
I am Agnes Forrai, a Hungarian girl from Transylvania. Teacher by profession, traveller by heart. I met photography for the first time from the other side: sitting patiently in front of my father’s camera at age 5.
20 years later I bought my first camera, studied photography at Alexander College in Cyprus, and continued experimenting on my own. My deepest satisfaction is watching my pictures come alive and talk to people. I aim to achieve an overlap between my real pictures and the perfect one in my head. Photography gives me the sweetness and sourness of life, a balance of light and darkness. This allows me to be me. The star of my photo story is my nanny. I hope that showing her daily routine gives the viewer the urge to visit Transylvania to see disappearing traditions. She weaves rugs from used clothing, for the doorsteps of the villagers