meaning and interpretation influenced by cinema, in example of the work of Andrei Tarkovsky – beautiful 35mm shots . . .

here’s the true story about a clever man, who made a little fortune after the 2nd World War by tricking the victorious allies and then both German countries . . .

a blurry story about our neighbor Bob meeting a Nazi as a kid . . .

A bear and his cubs in his natural habitat, prowls the forest floor for food left by humans, such as barbeque chips, pizza crusts, and bits of cookies.

  the terror of takeoff Are we all going down in flames? It’s been seventeen hours since I had a cigarette… Ah man I wanna GO somewhere – Anywhere eat some weird shit, be lost feel stupid; be ignorant lose shit; get ripped off not understand anything meet Germans in hostels get too drunk, do drugs maybe…

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I walk a lot. I walk a lot, because I have a dog. I walk and explore and shoot things and people, moments and shadows with light and with my camera. I walk along a never ending circle of everything around me fading, merging, arising . . . 

taking the subway makes me anxious. usually I listen to music, but last week my battery was low so I played with my camera . . . 

this is the eternal photo fight between a (camera-)girl and a (camera-)boy – let the game begin . . . 

men at work, a lot of noise, tons of dust, piles of muscle and dirt, giant vehicles, mighty, powerful tools used to tame the environment and turn it into accessible accessoires of urban living – I always smile . . . 

I love to talk in pictures and I like to let pictures talk . . .

waterfalls make a lot of noise and they make you wet. but sometimes the best choice is to drop everything on your mind – just breathe . . . 

over the last three months I passed by a dusty shop window almost every day. 

I tried to think about ‘time’ as a construction we need to give our regular minds the stability to cross mental and physical barriers and I came to the conclusion, that it was a waste of time . . .

a tiny play against extravagance and wilful waste, that comes with living in times of hypermodernity . . .

A journey into the past, an old beach which once thrived now run down with garbage dumps and massive trucks. Using expired infrared film, I captured the mood of a lost time and area that once had energy but is fading quickly. If we are not aware of the effects of our actions on the…

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digital vs analog || color vs bw || woman vs man

Photographing an event can go one of two ways:

We are all built up of bits of light and shadows tones of black, white and grey beyond the surface dive into the senses ,,

Sunday evening was the Supermoon,

— Toronto — Dufferin St. —