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My name is Diana Stanciu. When I was a little girl, I wanted to become a model, a painter and a writer. So, my mom took me to a private piano tutor and signed me up for ballet classes. When I was alone at home and had to practice, I used to run away from the piano, and start parading up and down from one corner to the other, dressed in fluffy clothes. Then I would just sit in a corner and paint with my fingers on paper or on glass. I spent most of my time in the world of fairytales or at the cinema. Therefore, every night, before falling asleep, I used to write my own stories in my head, thinking of various scenarios. My inner voice wrote millions of scenarios, until one day I decided to write my own scenario: my own life. Nowadays, I own a modelling agency, I’m a photographer and I believe that people’s souls are painted in thousands of colors. I invite you to become a part of my new project: WHAT DREAMS MAY COME. It doesn’t matter how old you are, where you come from or how you may look like. I just want to hear your story and even show it to other people. Maybe your story will inspire somebody else in this world. Maybe your dream is just lost somewhere among other people’s dreams. Write me a message with your story – what you wanted to be when you were little and what do you do nowadays – on my facebook page "Diana Stanciu" and if you are selected, I will contact you in order to take a picture of you and post it along with your message.

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Dream no.1 - The Photographer - "My name is Bogdan Nemes. I have never ever had a clear dream for my future in my childhood. I didn’t get the chance to have those parents that could teach me to dream; mine were that type that would stop you from any attempt to progress and, just like many other parents, they weren’t even close to understanding a child’s psychology. So, in most of my childhood, I just wanted to have a place where I could stay alone. The thought that freaked me out was that I would become like many others: mediocre, insignificant, dispensable, a guy that only exists, having nothing to offer. It wasn’t a dream; it was fear. Generally, I went through life running from one to another corner, not knowing what I really wanted or where I would be heading, trying to escape the chains of a confuse and a shitty teenage. At the moment, I can’t tell if I’m right there where I wanted to be as I still feel insignificant and most of the times I feel that I just exist, but what I’ve learned for the past 12 years since I was reborn in another environment than the one in my childhood and my adolescence, stimulated me a lot. Today, I’m known for the easiest thing that I can do: photography. I hate being labeled as a “photographer”; this is just a commonplace."

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Dream no. 2 - The Collector - "Hi my name is Cristian Sebastian Sandu. When I was a little boy I dreamed of joining Nikon, my favorite camera brand. Before photography I was into drawing, my family wanted me to study architecture, but faith had something else planned for me. I started with a Panasonic, a compact one because I couldn't afford a DSRL, but it had manual. Started teaching myself after a friend showed me some tricks I could do with that device and so it began my obsession with cameras. Now I'm a freelance photographer, I work for Nikon in London and slowly growing my collection of 20+ film/digital cameras."

What Dreams May Come