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Geneva or why do all good things come to an end?

Let’s face it: stereotypes exist. And – to paraphrase an old comedy – they are well and alive and living in my apartment. But now I want to talk about national stereotypes, the kind that make the punch line of … Continue reading

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Modern Cinderella: a story about a shoe and about the search for vocation

On that day I was out since morning to photograph the tulip park of Grand Bigard at the outskirts of Brussels (you can read about that and see the photos in my previous post). But it often happens that when … Continue reading

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My first star trails photo…or how I spent 1.141 seconds of my life

It was almost midnight and my friends have all gone to bed, that is in their tents. It was a long day, we hiked into the wild scenery of Retezat mountains (Romania), up to around 2500 m altitude, through bouldery … Continue reading

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Goodbye

The trees made of cotton candy on my street. The treacherous spring kisses them to bloom and then freezes them. The wind plays with the petals fallen on the cubic stone and pink tornadoes rise between the houses. The walls … Continue reading

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Stockholm: a mid summer day dream

“Why would you go to Stockholm in summer??” asks my Italian colleague, (only half) joking. Of course, coming from the country of “dolce vita”, wrapped in endless sunshine, pink oleanders, ripe oranges falling on the streets, the azzuro of the … Continue reading

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What would you do if you weren’t afraid?

I could say that photography was my first love. It started when I was around six and my grandfather gave me his old Russian film camera, a Zorki. Although now it’s broken and lies somewhere in the back of a … Continue reading

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Do you like train rides?

There are few things that inspire me more than a long train ride. The time seems to slow down and another rhythm sets in, which favors imagination. In our day-to-day lives, we rarely find the time to simply sit, time … Continue reading

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Goodbye Brussels

“- We shouldn’t be afraid of leaving things behind, because what is really important always stays with us. Even when we don’t want to. – So in the end we never leave anything or anybody behind? – Yes. – What … Continue reading

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Sunday feeling in Oostende

Odette Toulemonde, the protagonist of the Belgian movie with the same name, reminds me of Amelie Poulain.   Odette finds happiness in little things and in helping others; she levitates when she is happy (a sur-realistic touch which I find adorable). Her … Continue reading

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Magic and fairy tales

I love fairy tales! Although by now I have my doubts about happily ever after, that all it takes is to be a princess and that the biggest enemy of happiness is a wicked mother in law. Without any intention … Continue reading

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Brussels dream

They say you don’t have to go far away to find good subjects to photograph. Even a walk in the neighborhood provides many photographic opportunities. I think the key word is “walk”. And this is what I did also when … Continue reading

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The rhythm of Lisbon

When I got to Jardim da Estrela, where the OutJazz festival was supposed to take place, I was already dead tired.  It was one of those days that seems to be made especially to prove the relativity of time. One … Continue reading

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Cadiz and the photo I didn’t take

There is something about traveling by myself, about solitary train rides, about days spent wandering in a foreign place in the sole company of my vague thoughts that gives me that blurred feeling between pleasant tiredness and melancholy, between mellowness … Continue reading

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When you’re gone…

The photo was taken at the Holocaust Memorial in Berlin. On that day in November when I was sightseeing through Berlin, it was so cold and damp that the last thing I thought of was a title for the photo. … Continue reading

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