Spaces in between. The flashes of technical lights and outlines of unused tunnels between stations, a lonely technician working on god knows what underground. The lights of other people’s homes seen from street level, each a window into a different life. The people...
In the 80s, science fiction writers—half of them scientists—entertained the idea that black holes could be gateways to other dimensions, or wormholes connecting distant edges of the universe. An invisible web like a four-dimensional anthill. In reality, we...
In a world of shoulds and shouldn’ts, our steps follow the shoehorn. Locals here. Tourists there. These shops, please, are where you should spend your money. Oh, don’t go there, there’s nothing interesting there. Only normal people’s lives,...
Most mornings, after finishing my meditation, I move to the kitchen to have my morning mix of different cereals. A little bit of everything from various boxes, with raisins thrown in the mix. On the fateful day of the 13th of July, my ritual hit a snag. No milk in the...
In search of stillness, in search of light. In search of meaning. More and more, I ask myself: Why did I take this fucking picture? Really, a chair in a downtown macdonalds, a glint of light on heated-up stone squares on a train platform, with gravel glistening...
A whole month has tumbled past at a breakneck pace. Unlike me at the Berlin half-marathon. There I just tumbled forward, slower and slower, watching the tunnel of people in front of me extend to infinity as they passed me. No matter. I finished the run and could even...
