Year: 2015

Unconditional

There is an absolute certainty: I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for my friends. Best friends, regular friends, colorful friends, just pure empathy with someone you can trust. It doesn’t matter the time or space between occasions, it doesn’t matter the purpose of our conversation, it really doesn’t bother anyone with anything. It’s one of the most joyful and freeing experiences in life. It can be ridiculous how consuming and smiling real love can be. Especially today, on the 25th birthday of one of my true friends. I feel blessed to be surrounded by the best people I know. I feel loved every day by every single one of them in their own way. There is no deal or trade that could negotiate this kind of relationship. Love is love. group photo

In memory of analogue photography

From a very young age, I always had a disposable camera on my sight. Photography spoke louder than video recording. My parents taught me how to press the exact buttons to take the perfect photo and also not to open the “magic place” where the roll of film is installed. I admit: damaging family photos in the 90’s was pretty easy. Later on with the big bang of the digital era, I’ve purchased disposable cameras to use on special occasions such as new years eve, summer holidays, weddings, birthday parties. I love the whole development process and to keep the photos in a frame or photo album. It has a weight and value that it’s indescribable. It’s a good way to make memories and to keep them physically. Besides the disposable ones, I like playing with new things so over the years I’ve tried different types of Lomography, Polaroids and old gadgets that produce unexpected results. Photography still fascinates me by its simplicity on showing the point of view of an individual. Here are some …

Status

There are some moments in our lives where we wished that things worked out by themselves. It can be worse than solving a Rubik’s cube. You’re trying to make the best of a situation, but there’s always this pressure in succeeding in everything you do: work, family, relationships, problems, quests. Being under pressure all the time builds up to anxiety, stress and depression. After those symptoms started their own “hate party” then bad superstition kicks in and a big black cloud appears over your karma. We’ve all been stuck before. We call it “bad luck” sometimes. An eternal emptiness. Useless. Disrespected. Corrupted. Reckless. Broke. You lose your confidence, no one seems to understand you accept a prescription or some sort of diagnosis. What puzzles me is that it really doesn’t matter what you accomplish, everyone is the same when it comes to accepting some dark hard days. Once a troublemaking phase is far gone, your brain crashes and immediately starts looking for answers, solutions, hope. There’s always a way to stop being negative. Measure your …

My body is nobody’s business

Sexuality is a part of every human being. Doesn’t matter age, sex or race. We all have a private side that includes desire, joy, lust and other wonderful things. For many reasons (that are part of past history) the female body has been part of different types of approaches and many people seem to have an opinion about it. Society implies an ideal body type, like a “one size fits all” (which is b******* btw) and there’s always this stressful pressure to look a certain way or to feel a certain way just because it’s “the right thing to do”. There’s a LOT of misconception about what a woman is. But thankfully these past few years have been revolutionary in a way that we’re starting a conversation about women’s rights and we’re raising our voices to end rape culture, sexual assault, domestic violence, sexual harassment. If in the past, we had the women’s suffrage, then the feminist movement, 2015 was a turning point. We’ve started changing the minds of our leaders, men and women, to …

Munich, the one

In my passport I try to have more than just stamps. It’s important to do something more than just contemplation. It was with this perspective that I’ve started living abroad. Also the conditions in my home country back in the day (which are still accurate) give you all the support to go outside. Munich is “the one” because it was the first place I’ve lived abroad. My relationship with the city was like a first boyfriend: You know from the start that isn’t meant to last forever, but it’s something that changes you in some way. The city environment is silent, clean and logical. It has beautiful nature combined with pleasant architecture. To be honest, it looks very close to the word “perfection”. The quality of life is very high and it has a wonderful community of immigrants. I was lucky enough to meet great friends there and so, there’s always a good reason to be back. Being lonely is a powerful exercise that you should do once in a while, but never isolate yourself …