In our age of constant self-presentation, it felt lonely and awkward at first. In our age of speed it felt like lagging behind. In our age of distraction, I am forced to deal with myself and to hang in there. So, as you might have guessed, stillness is my new shit. Daddy’s Lens has taught me […]Read more "Into stillness"
Drawing another parallel between photography and the general challenge of life. All that quest for the right balance between dark and light. Talking Halloween, all that excitement about symbols of evil and darkness. There is something fascinating about that. My kids have this fling with their imagination of the evil. However, the line between real human […]Read more "Halloween & Hannah’s banality of evil"
It’s the Austrian National Holiday today and it’s been more than a year now that we have left behind our family home and moved to the near-by city of Linz. A year full of contemplations on the ambivalent meanings of home and Heimat. What is the meaning of Heimat after all, apart from political attributions and […]Read more "Heimat vs Home"
“Stay focused!”, “Focus determines your reality!”, “Never lose your focus!” are the common slogans in a time of permanent optimization. The latter being defined as action of making the best or most effective use of a situation or resource. When optimizing ourselves we tend to run after the ideal versions of ourselves. We want to […]Read more "Out of focus"
Sometimes I ask myself why this blog is so important to me, apart from creating a nostalgic connection with my late Papa. Sometimes it seems almost absurd to give myself this extra duty in the intensity and madness of our everyday life with two little kids, a jobwise unpredictable husband and his start-up, a job […]Read more "Actio et Contemplatio"
You know the moment when somebody says one sentence in a movie and it suddenly hits you, because it feels like your line. The one message that you are all on about, but never nailed it verbally the way you just heard it on screen. That happened to me in Lars von Trier’s Nymphomaniac when Christian […]Read more "vulnerable – the new strong?"
When October and November kick in, you know it is time to look things into the eye that you could dancingly ignore over summer. After my hommage to sunny days, this is to leaning into the dark and just rolling with grey and cold autumn time. We all know, life is not always sunny. And […]Read more "Into the dark"
Deep into your soul. And nostalgia can grab you and get hold of you any moment in the middle of September’s business and to-do lists. Don’t get me wrong. I truely love the golden month of September. Its enthusiastic efficiency and structure after August’s laissez-faire, its best intentions for new everday routines, the feeling of […]Read more "Summer water runs deep."
Subtitle: Plato on honeymoon. It will soon be a year from now that Philipp and I spent a week in the middle of vineyards in the northeast of Portugal for our honeymoon. A wine region blessed with the powerful force of the sun and lush nature along the river Douro. We were lucky to get […]Read more "Shit! Another day at the pool."
This kind of crispyness you only get early in the morning. Unfortunately I am not a morning person. Always wanted to be, hardly every worked for me. Needless to say that it is in the middle of the night writing these lines, far too late to capture enough sleep to be close to alive in the morning.Read more "Winter sun, let’s go for a ride."