courage

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Honesty

Again– warning, post contains nudity. It’s about an honesty that we miss in our everyday life. We live our lives trying to be as adequate and enough as we can be, trying to fit in this social construct. The photos are about having the courage of being who we are, accepting our worst flaws, and the question: What if we were more honest about this ugliness we try to cover up? They reflect my current outlook on life – how...

stars (day xi)

September brings spring to Uruguay, presenting us with sunshine and warmth. It’s my last weekend here. We’re bound for the capital, leaving the town I had to call home for eleven months behind. The place tore my fundaments away, leaving me with both deep scars and the chance to become a stronger and happier person. That was six years ago. Tonight I stare out of the window of the bus in awe, watching the endless sky first turn into a fiery...

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naked body, naked soul

I look at the photo above and feel physical and emotional closeness. Intimacy. Finally being able to connect on that level fills my heart with so much joy. It’s kinda .. funny how quickly and radically I tend to shut myself off from people when the greatest desire within me, the thing that keeps me going, is to connect with others. But today I find myself where I’ve always wanted to be. For years I’ve longed for people I could share my deepest feelings...

The Elephant

I can’t believe how close I came to losing real friends just because my mind convinced me that I was expendable. After a month of avoiding him, I finally talk to C. He deserves the truth. I’ve brushed him off so often, but he didn’t let it prevent him from reaching out again and yet again. Friends like him are gold. Giving him up would be pure stupidity. So we drink beer in a cozy bar and I order a pitcher to make...

over the edge

The new life I’ve grown to love is coming to an end. No whining anymore, I have to act. I was assigned to another module I didn’t like? Then I should use my free time to do what makes me feel alive, photograph as often as I can. Make progress with my exchange semester plans. People don’t care about me and I’ll be alone at the end, everything will be lost when I’m back in autumn? So be it. But in...