photography • faces • landscapes • stills
It’s strange, although my mother’s family is originated in the highlands near Cologne, I didn’t visit this region for a long time. Then, a few weeks ago, a friend invited me to stay at his place. And on a foggy day, we went for a walk. The landscape immediately fascinated me. And it wasn’t because […]
I visited the island of Syros in the 80’s. Sometime in March. Grey sky, scratched sea. We took the first accommodation they’ve offered us. A souterrain room, a cold and clamp wind whistled by the only window which faced the dooryard. The weathered charme of the proud, once rich port city Hermoupolis, still the capital […]
We met first at a very unlikely place: a gym in Cologne. Years ago. From then on I saw him at least once a week. When I pedaled on a cardio glider, he would stand beside me, an older gentleman of ancient russian stock, wearing Khaki Bermuda Shorts and leather loafers, speaking of the new […]
It’s now several years I visit Muenster (Westfalen) on a regular basis. Esther lives there. She works in the theater. Thought it would be nice to compose a photography book or photozine with some of the pictures I took over the years. Now im trying to find them. It’s not easy. As a whole they […]
Ich hasste die Spaziergänge im Wald. Ich hasste das Sonntagsritual, wenn meine Mutter (eine große Naturliebhaberin) den Rest der Familie mit ihrem eisernen Willen konfrontierte, einen Waldspaziergang zu machen. Mein Vater, normalerweise sehr auf seine Souveränität bedacht, gab zu meinem größten Leid in dieser Frage jedes Mal nach. Er wusste genau, dass er wenigstens hier […]
You enter a surreal world when the alarm clock rings at 5 a.m. When you’re lucky, your sleep wasn’t interrupted during a heavy dream. You appreciate the delights of a strict routine, when your body just follows a ritual of movements, because your mind is not ready yet. Don’t hurry, don’t think, just follow that […]
