We watch; it’s changing. Slowly, transforming and still frozen in its own stasis.
NATOS WHISPER
Photographed 2021, Leipzig, Germany | Published 2023
A strong wind is coming from the south. Summer is almost ready to settle.
MOTHER
Photographed 2021, Leipzig, Germany | Published 2023
We are suspended in the primordial soup.
So close.
Two worlds, yet once we were one.
We touch each other but do not merge.
Secure, warm, yet divided.
Like islands, we float in the dark sea.
How I wished to be closer to you.
But we are corroded, broken, divided, only to be frozen again in an indissoluble bond.
Life sways in the infinite silence of becoming.
We are familiar with each other.
I still feel torn apart, even though we are now closer than ever before.
We are one, and yet –
Secrets remain secret.
GALACTIC WATERFALLS
Photographed 2020, Nördlingen, Germany | Published 2020
O galactic falls, where do you cascade?
Gravity draws you into its spell.
Change brings decay, and decay becomes a miracle.
Who etches this into time?
THE PROMISED
Photographed 2020, Ahaus, Germany | Published 2020
Am I at the centre of the universe?
Everything revolves around me.
I stand here and wait.
For whom?
I was ready to break out and run away, never having to decide and free from all responsibility.
But never without you.
Here, we bind ourselves, and their eyes, they watch.
Observing every step and every moment, ready in case everything falls apart.
It is fear.
We stand here, but we are greater.
Even greater and fused, even back then, when we looked into each other’s eyes.
Silence.
One step, and it keeps turning.
You are mine.
LONGING
Photographed 2020, Nördlingen, Germany | Published 2020
Once, it was just a story, marked by decay.
Two souls, sensually kissed in the golden glow of the sun.
But will they turn to one another?
BEGINNING OF THE GOLDEN AGE
Photographed 2020, Burghausen, Germany | Published 2020
The circle is complete.
What once was, carries what is yet to come.
ÆÆA
Photographed 2018, Kassel, Germany | Published 2018
Is it a cartographer’s vision of sunken empires that never made it onto modern maps?
Like centuries-old parchment, shaped by salty air and time?
Always changing.
The island – she found me.
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