I have the need to flee from city atmospheres and head towards wide landscapes where my mind is free. If I cannot experience such liberty, I simply find a way to escape within an urban environment. I imagine open horizons or expressions within a contained space. I create my own freedom.
a dream goal in the mediterranean
Where the sea meets the pitch, dreams come true.
sunroof mirror
On a beautiful sunny day, I must shoot a
picture of a picture being taken. The sky is blue, the sun is shining nicely.
What a view and hot spot!
Kongensgade 30, the garbage place
A surreal landscape, where the discarded and unwanted are piled high. A place where dreams go to die, and the detritus of human consumption is laid bare.
blue planet expedition
Humans landed on a cold planet, full of snow,
where a bright light colours grey aluminium panels in blue. The new land feels
safe and amicable.
bb fiction neatness
What secrets does this bench hold? What stories could it tell?
street art smoke
fifty fifty
foot-pace #2
the american bum dream
The Big Apple nightlife. A palpable energy enriched
with vivid and striking colours. Sitting on luminous red steps when in need of an
energy refill is free to all (bums). A small and yet important example of the
attraction of the American dream.
operahouse #7
foot-pace #1
We, humans, stand on our feet to discover the
world. My moving camera honours the world of below, where our feet belong and
where reflections of movements bounce and shine.
