Layers applied and veils lifted...

… or the other way round?



Switzerland, Pakistan, Lao PDR, and now Myanmar.

 

When the silence of my days whisper it’s stories, I try to carry them through the noise.

 

I am ...

• amazed by nature's abundance.

• mesmerized by colors.

• compassionate about human imperfection.

• fooled by dream and reality, when they play games with me like naughty twins.

• visited by scents, mythical creatures, spirits, and gods and I warmly welcome them into my world.

• a synaesthete

 

 

I like ...

• to collect moments and to see that breath by breath everything is new.

• to tell stories with words or images.

• to discover patterns emerging around me.

• to play with distorted surfaces, where shadows and reflections dance like disconnected seashells in the waves.