Everything started 11 years ago in Stockholm. While waiting for the bus to arrive, I saw the sign. It said the bus would come in two minutes. I checked the time on my phone. And the bus came in exactly two minutes…
That was the moment I realized I had found where I belonged.
Ok, not everything started there.
When it all really started.
Yes. This is a black-and-white photo of me when I was 6 months old. Let’s now focus on how cute I was, though. Not my age.
2013 I booked a one-way ticket to Stockholm.
Who knows what the future holds?
Moved to Athens when I was 11.
Proof that I can clone myself if I feel like it.
Once you go Berghs, you never go back… somewhere else. So here I am again, building a portfolio and studying Advanced Advertising-Strategy.
