To all the adorable creatures who crossed my way.
Some people have the power to bring moments to life in the most unexpected places, making them home. A collection of those unusual moments, capturing people who value the randomness of the minutes in charge of cheering our lives.
Beauty is often only found in that random place.
Disco balls. Berlin Kreuzberg, Germany, Spring 2013. Helen after that after-hours shower, preparing her own defence.
Spring will surely come. Tempelhofer feld, Berlin, Germany, Fall 2013. Singer and song writer Kitty Solaris ridding her bike at the former Tempelhof airport in a autumn day, ahead of a performance.
Dolce. Kraftwerk Birsfelden, Basel, Switzerland, Summer 2015. Luisa in her private summer festival, with friends by the Rhein. No filters.
Kubb champion. Kraftwerk Birsfelden, Basel, Switzerland, Summer 2015. Chris playing Kubb at Kraftwerk Birsfelden. No filters.
Butzke. Warschauer Brücke, Berlin, Germany, Summer 2013. Midsummer night, bride on the bridge.
Café Futuro. Pannierstrasse, Berlin, Germany, Winter 2016. The lord of her ring, Kim and her self-made ring.
Dreamers. Neukölln, Berlin, Germany, Winter 2016. Herr Pistanheca on the edge of red.
Paloma. Saint-Gervais-les-Bain, France, February 2017. Les mots que je te dirais toujours, l'après-ski fete.
Shostakovich against the sun. Berlin Kreuzberg, Germany, 2013. Her smoky voice transported the warmth of old conspiracies, the light would sheer the power of her lost memories.
Eliot. Tempelhofer Airport, Germany, Summer 2012. While the cities burn and the fields go mad, you drown yourself into the stories of other men. Having known them for centuries, they have today the refreshing effect of dying voices in farther rooms.
Jepp. Copenhagen, Denmark, Winter 2016. A violin should always be played like a marble fire, driving you through the corridors of calm and exhalations of sincerity.
Isolda. Porto Covo, Portugal, Summer 2017. Yesterday at the market I saw two fishes, unguarded by anonymous smiles. A stolen moment of thoughtful torture that made me leave too quickly. We will eat chicken tonight.
Unbroken wings. Berlin, Germany, Summer 2017. Did you bring the cups, the marmalade and the tea? Among the talks of you and me, I only brought the porcelain, I am Lazarus.
Black swans. Venice, Italy, Spring 2017. Was it yesterday?
Ponyhof tales. Rotterdam, The Netherlands, Fall 2017. I thought it was a Schubert concert? No, she is called Rihanna.