i am not one of the 10 handpicked participants of the photojournalism programme in aarhus.
of course i feel sad since it was, and still is, my dream.
luckily mommy was there to cheer me up.
we celebrated the day of books and roses over lunch at our favourite café.
the apple does not fall far from the tree ...
we both arrived a bit shameful with ugly plastic bags as the only wrapping.
inside both bags were cooking books ;)
mine about raw cakes and her's about salads.
luckily there are bright spots among the grey feeling of disappointment.
as plåster på såren mom didn't ask whether i also want a sweet piece of cake - she just bought two to share <3
i will not give up on aarhus, i just have to sort out my future right now.