You might have wondered what kept me away from updating my blog lately. I'll tell you: I moved. And I'm happy. Now, all I need is 50 more square-meters to put all my stuff.
Pictures of the hood (and everything I've done in between) soon to come!
I am sorting out to do lists: What's to do?
- recover from my surgery last week
- take pictures of some events and actors within the next days
- edit a ton of photos
- make a phone call to Rome
- book a flight for New York City in May
- plan Nadine's and my trip to Macedonia in June
- move from Friedrichshain to Mitte in April
- buy a new computer
- start Arno Fischer's master class on sunday
If you would like to buy a certain image from my blog, please write me for price and details. All pictures are signed and limited to a small amount of prints. I ship worldwide.
Below, see some of the pictures I have sold recently for inspiration.
If there is something that warms up my heart most about photography, it's people. I love taking portraits and I love getting to know people through catching a part of their soul in an image. Though I do it always, anyway, this is a call for people who need or want their picture taken. Write me!
Last saturday I went to a birthday party across the street from my new apartment, we had chicken and couscous salad and went to picknick afterwards. Though the party was pretty lame I danced for the first time in ages and decided to wait for Jo to be done working. Christel, Jo and I went back home, ate all the leftovers and then did a photosession in the morning sun. Be aware, Christel had been awake for a quite long time. I love.
My little sister is most likely to be the cutest seven year old the world has ever seen. Sometimes a little iffy, but always quite charming. We shot this last weekend with my dad's never worn hat. I love.
The cold over the past months forced me photography-wise to mostly stick to whatever is there instead of taking pictures of people (frozen to icecubes), which I enjoy much more. However, sometimes taking pictures of whatever is there turns out to be great as well. I spent the weekend at home with the family and visited my mom at University Duisburg/Essen on monday. Besides watching her expertise on mini jobs and minimum wage at the conference she was attending, I had a nice view over the chimneys of the Ruhrpott from her office: This might be the beginning of a true romance with the city I was born in but have never seen since.
I slipped on ice and hardwood floor, hurt my hand, bun, head and stomach, almost got run over by tramways twice, got hit by chunks of melting snow falling from the roofs...
Last night I dreamed of laying by the lake side in the burning sun. Let's do it, soon - 'cause I'm just so sick of winter all together.