Los Angeles, or the average extraordinary

L.A. has no secrets, no surprises. L.A. is just and right everything you have always seen in the(ir) movies. No more, no less. It’s like if the world is ending tomorrow and people are desperately getting the best out of it. Or it has already ended actually. It’s like if somebody just said “OK, no social rules anymore, no laws whatsoever, do-say-dress whatever you feel like to.” It’s like being thrown on the set of Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo&Juliet – well, it actually is. That sense of post or right before the apocalypse.

A slow voyage through Africa

The African continent deserves to be taken in slowly. Too magnificent and solemn, to be rushed through. You must take Africa slow, as it is.
Slow and inevitable as the tides, as the ever changing shades of turquoise over a Zanzibar reef. Like Stone Town wakening to a spotless sunrise – seemingly unaware of its past as the queen of all spice and slave trades in the world. Slow, like a ferry, sliding over glassy waters.

Good morning, Vietnam

A photographic trip to Vietnam, from the northern province of Ha Giang to the Mekong Delta, with a stop in UNESCO World Heritage Site Hoi An, looking for the strongest coffee

Panama Hay

In 2013 I spent twenty-two days in Panama City with the aim at filming scenes from the everyday-living in the capital, from the favelas to the high-class estates. What I caught on camera is more than just a skyline-to-slum’s footage.