Gee, what should I write about myself? I do it in my blog – pretty enough.
I’m German, born in 1961 – yeah: that much old – and have three children, who give a wonderfull meaning to my life, unknowingly (hmm, maybe knowingly after all). In German I use the word „Sinn“ what means much more: meaning, sense, sometimes mind and sometimes purpose. All those words I do mean when I think of my children.
I reside and work in Hannover, live most of my time there as well but occasionally I live in pretty much otherlike places in this world. And that’s what I want to write about: My life in all the other places.
To take photographs is very important to me, too. To perceive moments intentionally and to keep them. Not on video but in a picture. To take photographs is like painting with light. Is to stop time.
My diary is my fast companion. Because I don’t want to give up my analog life totally I paint and scibble into it, i glue some patches into it and I blot it with anything that’s good or nasty. I tried the iPad. In Panama a cock kicked it out of my hand while I tried to catch him on video. Since then it has a scratch on the screen. It survived luckily. My diary could fall under an elephant and would survive. And be even more worth to me.