If you have a chance in life to make something unique out of certain moments, you should definitely go for it. I saw my last days of my 20′s in London with a second round of nostalgia after New Year’s classic reminder of timescales.
With that in mind it is quite easy to wish for a sort of escapade, or rather an opening to embrace a new chapter. As infatuated as I’ve always been with the ocean I took the chance to go back to Brighton at first occasion. It was magical for us to be there in the rain. Winter was still there but flashes of time came by being so close to the water.
When I came back to work in London the following days I heard about the tragic news of the passing of Komla Dumor who was only 41 years old. This is really hard to believe, the guy was a legend, and had so much promising ahead of him in the world of journalism. There are a few people who really stand out for their positive energy alone. He was that kind of person. I became all to aware of this as he was passing by my just a few weeks ago at work, I wanted to talk to him one day – now it’s too late.
It’s really a mystery to me how this really happened but it is a reminder of how fragile life is and you never know what can happen. Every Day is a Blessing. No matter how you feel time takes over you – you are still gifted with time in front of you.
Hello. This post is from Berlin and London. It’s rather random but these are the latest images I’ve been making.
Appreciating the fact that I used to live in Germany and made some friendships that link me back there. It had been now two years since I was in Berlin which was thanks to Wolf who I worked with at IDEO in Munich. I went there two weekends ago. Lots of flashbacks from the locations I filmed at and rendezvous with the distinguished music scene. Still feel like this city is up to the beat and a complex identity process is kicking its way.
For our luck there was a great event happening over that weekend (I’m sure you can always find something of callibre anytime), a hacker/maker networking event much shaped by music power and the spark of building things. It goes by Remake – a creative ministry really up to something. Real sweet renderings of physical objects made out of simple plastic and metal. Seeing fellow designers make their own road, start their own companies and get traction is great to see. As the event warmed up we had a peak and I was intrigued by this young kid who was indulging into this experimental world. I thought of Wes Anderson and Jennifer Connely and New York meets Berlin. It was the accent blended with the fabric of that space. And yet after all this time only turned out with a roll and a half. Putting big blame on the will to bike! Either way the mind takes it all in.
Inside the event’s backyard tents was a bit of a spacegarage; a bar with self-servant robots, yeah as if, but the slight surreal crafting of mechanical bits to start-to-make some crazy stop motion compelling story perhaps. They had belts made out of bike tire and spacelabs of microherbs and plants you’ve never seen before perhaps. Interesting folks from around Europe and some from Americas.
The space was a bit empty which was confusing. I guess there are so many things going on in this town. I wasn’t capturing events from later but one which should be mentioned is the experimental ground of Onyx Ashanti.
Very chill out. This is an energy I felt throughout the city. Even snoopy didn’t need to call for attention, just chill. Also that lamp idea as a lounge and workspace is brilliant. Afraid that’s all I had from Berlin now, but I am confident there will be more.
National Portrait Gallery. Dialogue. Lots of folks drawing there. Skills! Interesting to find moments there too which go by quicker than the pencil too.
Master was back in town and we were under suspicion of meeting the real M. There’s a bit of backtracking to the late 70′s there to a day in Panama.
X. outside Bar Italia.
G and I were showing Daniel around London for the few days he was here.
Took Daniel to the local pub, both of us experimenting with exposures on the Rolleiflex relationship. To be fair, I knew the Rolleiflex through him, as he once borrowed me his in Sweden. It was awesome but I never had the chance to see what the images could turn out like.