last weekend me and my friend Jurga finally went to a lithuanian youth meeting in Bonn, just around the corner from our so called home Bochum. on the dark halloween night we both hand in hand went up the dark forest road to reach this unbelievable villa of golden chandeliers and libraries with fireplaces, on a green hill surrounded by wild gardens and lithuanian apple trees.
this balcony was facing this gentle wildness, not neatly organised gardens and fountains how it mostly would be expected, to reflect the human order of the inside. in contrary it was the best combination of man kind structures in the house with free spirit nature arrangements outside. a balcony perfect in its way to breath a good amount of really fresh air of the green after one of the body and mind workshops under this chandelier.
The Wedding of M+A Sneak Peek
the weekend was busy as i got to shoot another wedding ceremony in an incredible post-coal-mine-industrial place with iron, shaft towers and this Jugendstil door at one of the buildings. it’s THE reason to visit the Ruhr region as it has so much variety to offer in every little city around! and i wish to play around more with the couples and my camera in these kind of venues. More pictures to come soon.
remembering creme de la creme, strawberry de la strawberry of the summer, so long ago it actually was 2012.
now, when the sun is a rare guest yet all colours go pretty crazy outside i’m IN NEED to go for walks and hikes. let me know if you’re in.
“3. Look at the stars.
It won’t fix the economy. It won’t stop wars. It won’t give you flat abs, or better sex or even help you figure out your relationship and what you want to do with your life. But it’s important. It helps you remember that you and your problems are both infinitesimally small, and conversely, that you are a piece of an amazing and vast universe. I do it daily; it helps.”
seems like quite many people around right now under those same stars don’t find peace with the inner worlds. i keep meaning to write down some interesting thoughts that had come across my head recently. yet don’t find the beginning of the sentence. as so much power goes to my current thesis. yet one thing is clear, people should share more love, split good vibes and just hold one another for a second longer. it’s big and small and simple in just few words, yet after all that’s what it comes down to - feeling cozy and safe between same flesh souls, and that’s not that much to ask for.
* photography from Tenerife in past March, 35mm.
now trees get yellow, the sun makes the sky pale white and the wind is filled with raindrops.
it was short before summer began. we were happy and awaiting the trees getting greener, sun jumping upper and breeze filling with warmth.
from a while ago. in the same phase again though.
GOGO GHOST by the PPProject, a collaboration between Patrick et moi
Patrick is a talented photographer who picked up a camera just a few years ago. quite sometimes i catch myself with new ideas for our collaboration PPProject and wasn’t it for my Master Thesis on which i’m trying to work pretty hard core right now, i would be somewhere out shooting something that i dreamed about last night. but for now i hope we’ll get to make more shoot soon and get more serious about it.
this is one of the pics of the series GOGO GHOST, dark night afterhour ghost games in a wet and cold second world war bunker, which was the heart of the events of this years RUNDLAUF edition in Bochum.
ps. thank you Manufaktur für Fadenhaftes for the dress.
pps. see the babysteps of PPProject
in the attic of my mothers house in the woods in the mid july i figured that it would be great to organise a little art workshop. some beautiful women of our family got together to inspire each other in terms of paint and color. and so we drew, told stories about the generations of our family and ate watermelon for lunch.
// refreshing some memories. a music video i once did for one of my all time favourite pieces. very abstract, very color, dreamy as it already says. well, me.
that day, the 17th of July, was my birthday and i went to my seaside hometown to spend time with my sister-heart jurga. she picked flowers for me and brought me to the waters. i left the age of 27 and didn’t die as a famous over-talented over-challenged rockstar. which is good ,-)
there is life around me. sometimes it’s pretty tough in my mind, but just until i remember all the magic going on and all the beautiful things i can do with an old camera lens, an 80 cent pen, my moving feet on a wooden home floor to the music sent by one or the other of my beautiful friends, of which i happilly have quite a few. all the magic, all the happiness is in the details, in the tube of golden glitter, in a cd marker, in a ripped of second-hand t-shirt color, in the view of my balcony or the smell of the chocolate yogi tea.
i’m happy to have a kind of a new year twice in those 365 days. to rethink, to remember, to appreciate, to step a step. and i’m happy it is the time when you can pick flowers. so thank you my dearest mother for having me in the mid-summers afternoon dream.
* picture and the flowers by jurga