31.08.2012

What happens in Olsztyn stays in Olsztyn was the motto of another working trip, this time Poland.

Back in the city. Last days of summer I guess and may be, after a long time lacking inspiration, a beginning of a flame, of an Idea. 

   05.08.2012

A short working trip to the south of Sweden, bouncing flashes and enjoying available light.

                           

08.07.2012

Kneeling at the edge of runways, long legs storming towards me, cameras firing next to me. Free drinks and the importance of the look. Long gone are the quiet days of lying on the sofa watching fashion TV in the kibutz. 

Fashion week is over.

04.07.2012

22.06.2012

Early morning and a work trip to Kaunas, Lithuania.

Back to this calm and exiting city to see a victory and to hear yet again, out on the street, the most moving voice and a gentle guitar. 

                                   

10.06.2012

First week at work, was colorful and welcoming, ending with a running diner, a nice roof top view, a sunrise first seen and a lot of alcoholic fluids during weekend.

Leaving the office into warm Berlin evenings, feeling almost like a grownup. 

03.06.2012

The cold rainy days of June, is when you find the greatest spots around.    

Eating a sweet watermelon out on a street at 7 AM when drunk, was a trip to my familiar landscape, to my childhood. 

24.05.2012

Being haunted by something that ones was and shakes me still. 

Longing. 

Using an old, broken camera on a trip to a lake.

13.05.2012

We sat in a small bar the other night, my friend introduced me to a beautiful acquaintance of hers who then introduced us to two more regulars. It was the five of us drinking on the smoky bar and only my friend who wasn't A PHOTOGRAPHER. Simple math: 4 out of 5 Berlin's drinking residences are PHOTOGRAPHERS.  

And another sunrise over the city.

  02.05.2012

A hard core music festival at one of Berlin's squatting symbols, followed by a commercial clubbing night and a sunrise on a river bank.

 Scattered all across the park: beer, weed, half naked, still white bodies. 

Closed streets packed with movement. Festival, sudden rain, demo, clashes and festival again.

Days of early summer.

25.04.2012

Memory.

Memory of victims, of soldiers, of friends, of fathers.  

The days of the holy memory.

Celebrating death, joining in sadness that will bring more of the same.

Why do we need this public ritual? doesn't personal memory worth enough? 

Remembering the loss together, forgetting the loss of others.  

16.04.2012

A short trip to Stockholm lit yet again the passion for photographing over the clouds.

09.04.2012

Two days of holiday spent at home, feeling stuck with my projects.

8 hours of electro beats under a bridge and then into bright, bright day light.

05.04.2012

A morning at the Job Center and then into an extreme power and entertainment display at the O2 arena.

Next day I am spending half a day at one furniture giant and then helping at a beautiful Vokü event(public kitchen)spiced with the saddest Indonisien loss story and a tender condolence gesture.

I am being thrown between economic ideas and experiencing peoples very special views of our world.