Some photos from my disposable cameras I always take with me when I go somewhere. Three different films from the beginning of this year until now.
August (2018 – 22 years old)
Favourite moments: Sauerkrautkoma and visiting the Call Me By Your Name locations in Crema. Favourite songs: English Graffiti (The Vaccines), He Woke Me Up Again (Sufjan Stevens) and Under Pressure (David Bowie + Queen). Favourite films: Sauerkrautkoma and To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before. Favourite books: Leinsee and Die Geschichte von Blue. I wish time travel was real.
Some photos from a disposable camera, while I visited some friends and some moments from home this weekend. There is a little giveaway happening on my Instagram as well.
What do I want from the next half of the year? From the next days even? New vintage jeans maybe, new tattoos, a new life. Everything looks good on black and white pictures. I tried to capture my home as it is now, during my second visit this year.
Camping was fun, as was meeting friends and thrifting with my family. Driving with my brother to my grandmother. Listening to ‘Electric Avenue’ blaring loud from the speakers, while even hotter air came through the windows.
A post only filled with warm moments that happened to me in the last two or three months. Some flashes of a past that will never happen that way again. For some things this may be good, others I could relive forever.
A visit from my brother (that smiling dude on the subway), Eiske’s apartment, a café (Little Amsterdam), the last snow at home, a view from the rooftops and the fish market.
Spiegelbilder und Sonnenstreifen auf dem kalten Asphalt Durch goldene Gitterstäbe wird das Leben kurz erblinzelt
Maybe if I could write words like Sherlock Holmes solves any crime - it would be easier. Maybe if I could believe that what I am doing is right.
Even the shadows and fruit and thoughts can’t fill my head entirely. There is always some blank spot left nothing can fill. It is there that all these anxieties are born and they live there all day long and when they are bored with themselves they come looking for me and usually they do find me.
goodbye old room//one year of living alone//first snow//rocket temporary tattoos//coffee with my oxygen//cake on the balcony//sunlight through stripes//