Personal photography: an artbook about lovers.
Self portaiture and poems.
During the last 4 years my partner allowed me to include him in my self portraiture, which lead to a variety of psychedelic and cinematatic portraits illustrating ‘us’ in an eerie, romantic and sometimes surreal manner.
The road to happiness is bumpy, but I built myself a rocket and am now aiming for the lucky star!
I gave up my waiting spot in the ‘how can I make it happen?’ help desk line.
Since 2011 I’ve been busy with studying, internships in advertising agencies and in the film set production sector. I traveled a lot through European cities and soaked myself with culture in Berlin. Developed my portfolio every waking second.
I went through heaven and hell, a lot of times. For years I felt like I can’t accomplish anything and like I can’t belong to anyone (creatively speaking). Until I stumbled upon the right mentors to establish my visual voice.
Point is: you can make it, if you start to believe in yourself.
Young years: I disappeared an awfully lot of times. From pages and faces. A lot of years I felt awfully ‘wrong’ because I liked different thinks than most – back in the little town I grew up in. And out of all I did not like to make conversation. Superficial ones. I am a shy animal who likes to run and hide – and it attracted all kind of strange monsters who loved the case for all the wrong reasons.
Studying design changed everything. I doubted everything and I learned a lot. Five years changed everything: rolercoster from the pits of hell to a glorious dawn.
Now: I am free. Occasionally I get still stuck like we all do. Restless and melancholic. But I found the sun, I found heaven and I found my voice. I am here.