Is this a photo diary? A real diary? I don’t know.

 

I spend my days writing about marketing and business and sometimes it feels like part of me is dying.

 

So this is my space to be Victoria, the sad little artist whose only desire is to roam the streets of a city with her Contax TSV in one hand and overpriced coffee in the other, not Victoria the photographer turned writer turned marketer trying to get rich or die trying.