Times long gone


Wandering around my grandparent’s garden always feels like stepping into times long gone.

Their shed is the most amazing space ever. My grandfather is a collector, and it shows. I fondly remember the bright 70s lounge chairs that used to be in here when I was younger. They were so uncomfortable, but looked like so much fun in all their plastic glory.


A few years ago I started realizing that I’m getting old. Okay, just kidding, but life is moving pretty past … I had moved away from home for university, and after a while I was slowly noticing the small things when I came visit. The small things one tends to overlook when they are too close.

Seeing how people there interact, but from the outside rather than being part of the village anymore. Childhood memories started popping up. I was slowly realizing just how different my new life in the city was from my childhood.

Places I never noticed back when I was hurrying past them on a daily basis became special, and it was beginning to sense why the glowing afternoon light feels so different in the city.


I also realized that the memories of my past are fleeting. That the reality of my childhood was slowly disappearing, and not only from my memory. Many of the places and people that were my life way back are completely different now, or are already gone forever. So more recently, I began to bring my cameras along for visits. To capture some of the people and places of my past. And when I was flicking through the analog pictures I had been taking in the last months, I decided to create a “memories” category for the blog to document and remember them.


Posted in Uncategorized 24.08.2016



A cliff. The tiny dark upright blob in the top right corner is a human walking a dog. The smaller blob to their left is the dog. Also: fog.

Almost two years ago, I was escaping the Austrian winter and we ended up spending the winter holidays roadtripping through California and Nevada.

With August being mostly dreary, cold, and wet, I was reminded of a rainy weekend we spent travelling up the coast, so I started digging through old photographs …

On said rainy weekend we went from San José to Half Moon Bay. The somewhat apocalyptic weather and light conditions were actually pretty amazing … Tiny forests atop huuuuge cliffs. And angry waves. And seagulls. And rain.



Museu del Disseny de Barcelona


The Design Museum is such a lovely building full of light …



Posted in Life 12.08.2016
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mood (barcelona at night)



On our way home …

Honestly, I am surprised that any of these pictures turned out okay – No tripod, and only my old Canon A-1 camera. And Fuji 800 film i’ve been trying out on that trip. It’s not bad, but nothing beats Portra 800 …

It was an experiment – I went to Barcelona and only brought one analog camera. Nothing else. (My phone is so old and crappy, it really does not count as a camera)




creepy museum


artsy museum


the neverending project




Posted in Life 08.08.2016

Summer in Vienna.