Pulling at a thread can unravel a whole sweater. The mind can do that with a word, a thought, like endless hyperlinks leading to multilayered galaxies of stories. Didn’t you as a kid dream of finding a secret door, a magic entrance that would open a whole new world? I did every time I was playing … More Pulling a thread, to the lake.
I put my yellow’s on Went for a wander The wind wispers Ahead, straight on! I didnt see anybody But Humanity In a struggle A puzzle A muzzle. Talk to me Sing to me Lead me Inspire me Surprise me Don’t hurt me.
They say that our memories are the architecture of our identities. Some foundations are laid out without our control. We can decide to reshape, redesign, re- model as we grow older. Memories are this interesting expansive place where faded and vivid images, emotions, sensations can be revived, relived, they come rushing sometimes unannounced, at times welcomed, at others less. They … More Identities
How does an artist mind work? Get an idea – a feeling – a vision for it – go do it. Sometimes it takes a little time – sometimes it’s instant, sometimes it’s instant and ends up taking up a little more time than anticipated. It is often the way I work with personal projects. They often … More Lining up
Tattoos are a permanent etching on the skin – like a scar or a line – even if nowadays we can remove most things ‘inconvenient’ ( not without some kind of trace). Today’s ‘modern’ society is one of impernamence – throw away – disposable. Most things are fleeting – the time mostly and interactions with everything. … More What was the question?
It’s all about the moods. Indeed I often feel compelled to shoot certain photographs that are more about moods and feelings than of a subject or pictural. It’s a call – I just have to do it. At times I dont even know what I am doing or why I am doing it – it often reveals itself … More Atmosphere
It has nearly been a year since I wrote on this blog – I vanished – I dried out. I am making up for all the year past with the length of this first one – be prepared its a long winded one! Despite all appearances – I was energetic and bubbly for some but I knew … More Why I stopped and lost the drive for taking photos – then I found it again.
The skin, a shell a sheet, a geography and landscape to discover as much through the touch and running of fingers than through proprioception, and the perception and interaction with the elements, movement physical activities. Emotions and feelings, are non tangible yet oh so palpable we can pick up on them, even from the outside … More The sky, the other ocean, within.
When I started taking landscape photographs, the focus was most often on the sky I had my head in the clouds, my gaze upwards. There was always a lot of negative space as I was often told. Sure, there is no denying about it. It gave me a new found childlike amazement of the world … More That negative space, oh so positive.
It all started with a vision, an impulse photo, and it became a lead, a playful pretext for story telling. So the yellow line became a spiritual line. It is also a purely abstract element, like paint on a canvas. The yellow shoes became a metaphore of self, and the walk we all take in … More Air line – where yellow shoes and a yellow line can lead you.