Martin Stöbich was born in Linz, Austria in 1976. Several times a day he experiences a feeling of joy for having chosen the perfect profession: photographer. These lines, for example, were written in the Mongolian airspace on the way from Beijing to Vienna. Isn’t he a lucky guy? If he isn’t shooting photos in Beirut, Edinburgh or Beijing, he spends his time in Vienna, where he lives and works.
