I was born and raised in Amsterdam by my Dutch mom and my Mexican-American dad. I have two passports and my family and friends are divided between my hometown and Los Angeles. When I am in The Netherlands I feel something inside me which I am not able to place, simply because I cannot relate this to anything or anyone around me.

By leaving my mom’s world, and stepping into my dad’s, I questioned my own identity. This became the starting point of a photographic series that explored the duality within myself.

How does the soft approach of my mom and the toughness my dad grew up in, shape the soft and strong part inside me? And what do I take back with me from LA?