I visited the Polish city of Wrocław with my friends this weekend, and, inspired by the late great street photographer Vivian Maier, experimented with representing the city through self-portraits.
A few weeks ago I was in Berlin on a lightning visit, accompanying a friend who was passing through on her way to a conference. I spent half a day there by myself and took the opportunity to visit the exhibition Die Schwarzen Jahre: Geschichte einer Sammlung. 1933 - 1945 at the Hamburger Bahnhof Museum. It was... Continue Reading →
Whenever I'm in Paris, I always think of Paul Verlaine, one of my favourite poets, who wrote the following lines: "Quais de Paris! Beaux souvenirs! J'étais agile, J'étais, sinon bien riche, à mon aise, en ces temps... J'étais jeune et j'avais des goûts très militants, Tel, un bon iconographobibliophile." "Paris down by the Seine--memories! I... Continue Reading →
As a surprise for my birthday, my sister took me to Bordeaux last week! She simply told me what to pack and to take the train to the airport at 5 a.m. - and it wasn't until she gave me my boarding pass that I knew where we were going. It was one of the... Continue Reading →
I went on holiday to the island of Schiermonnikoog last week. Schiermonnikoog, like the other Dutch islands, lies in the Waddenzee, which is on the UNESCO World Heritage list (as is the Grand Canyon, for example). What makes the "wad" so special is that it's the world's largest area of mud and sand that dries... Continue Reading →