Still embracing analog. Vinly records. Pencils. Brushes. 35mm films. Mixed tapes. Vespa rides. Beers. Ballpens. Papers. Running. Walking. Mountaineering. Holga. Pens. Inks. Oil paints. Books. Biking. Lomo compact automat. Cornflakes and milk. Lubitel. Yashica. Sketch pad. Doodling my thoughts away. Cheap plastic toys. Acoustic guitar. Medium format films. Acrylic paints. Linseed oil. Turn table. Lomo supersampler. Canvas. Watercolor. Black and white films. Daydreaming. Because life is not meant to be in ones and zeros.
There is no direct flight to life. From one moment to the next. What is lost? What have been found? Time and space is the enemy. So stand on honest ground.
Bali...white sand beaches...lovers in each others arms...the sound of water flowing...clear blue skies...kids making sand castles...a balinese man flying a kite...beautiful bodies making the most out of the sun...strangers smiling at each other...and me? stuck in a room with people from 9 countries and trying to articulate "what the problem is". Sucks big time. The positive side though is that i learn something out of it and i earned lots of friends along the way. Cool none the less:-)
I'm a sucker for anything magical. Photography is one of them, my daughters' big brown eyes are another.
I'm on a high. These mistakes turned out to be so beautiful.