visual diary part 9 – alles ist anders (everything is different)
i found this street art work at parisian metro. maybe for most of the people this looks like trash and there is no reason to pay any attention to destroyed ads. at least it’s difficult to pay any attention to something when you’re moving from a to b in a hurry in a flow of … Continue reading
visual diary part 5 – what comes on my mind when i think about you
when i was eight years old i started writing a diary just to have a space to keep my thoughts, secrets and anger. i wrote very irregular. looking at these pages today i would say: it was more a valve than a structered way to documente what was going on. between fourteen and eighteen writing … Continue reading
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