the world from my angle

(photos with the occasional word)



   These photographs portray nothing less or more than bits and pieces of the world we live in today. They depict the contrasts that lend meaning and uniqueness to everyone and everything, as well as the fundamental similarities that tie it all together. Even though these pictures are testimony to an insatiable curiosity, they are but a mere glimpse at a much larger frame. Nonetheless, this collection is a sincere attempt to contribute to a better understanding of the diverse complexity and unifying simplicity at the heart of today’s human experience. Directly derived from that groundwork is the approach to raise awareness of social inequities and injustices as well as environmental issues we need to address urgently.

The spotlight, which is usually reserved for polar extremes, readily served to us on our demand, is switched off within the space that is this collection. The riveting sensations at the edges are not banned from the stage, but unsung normalities are more than welcome in its middle as witnesses to the captivation and beauty that dwells in the ordinary.




one photo, one story
humans across the world
cityscapes & street
known marvels & chance discoveries
from the wild to the stray
when inked in black & white
curated collections with narratives
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a glimpse

glimpse: UNSEEN, UNHEARD | What if you were unseen, unheard? Where would you look for solace, whom would you call upon?

glimpse: MIDST OF WINTER | Bare black arms reaching for the pale white sun, the last summer green not quite forgotten under the steel blue dome.

glimpse: VOICE | The other day God spoke to me and said, “I’m just a voice inside your head.”

glimpse: WHEN WE ARE | | Come graze with us on this silky autumn air, feed off its slowly cooling warmth, sinking late tonight with all the colors making out. Now that the night drips into the valley, it flushes shivering chills and atomic pulp down the marrow, beautifully, and we slingshot our dreams into the firmament to never land, and we, too, never land while a flock of feelings soars deep inside our selves. We’re nimble, lean but full with a full filling of passion for passion.  Drowsy drifters slashing their own sails, we wake up to a dream life, the world our living room, an entire universe for a ceiling, our jest fest uninterrupted on this phantom stage. When we are, everything is.

glimpse: STENCH | It’s hard to describe what it’s like to stand only meters away from one of the largest seabird colonies in North America, gazing at ten thousands of nesting birds blanketing the cliffs, while wings and shrieks fill the air all around, but if I had to put it in one word I’d say: smelly.

glimpse: ASTRAY | A stray, miles astray the paved way, right on track.

glimpse: ♫ | There is something very raw and honest and democratic and loving about busking. Giving out his innermost intimate, the artist is stripped of sheltering masks, naked, vulnerable, exposed to the judgmental and cursory gaze of passing strangers who hide in the anonymous darkness of their unbroken steps. The artist asks for nothing in return. He does not beg or insist. He trusts. The artist must be a lover. A lover of art and a lover of people. 

glimpse: ? | Is there any chance that you’re seeing this place with the same mind I do? I guess we can agree it’s beautiful, right? But does it conjure the same love from your heart? The same abstract, absurd and cozy longings and daydreams? The same primal inclinations? Do you too want to climb into one of these tree tops to not come down for a thousand years? Having the sun trickle through the leaves and tickle your face and soul? Being save from lions and wolves while the stars circle far above? Can you hear that spit calling you? Wouldn’t you want to strand there, seeking Robinson Crusoe refuge and exploring its every inch with your youthhood crush? Or is it just crazy old me? What do you see?


glimpse: LUCID DREAM | If only we were awake while living our dream life.


glimpse: SKY JELLYFISH | Floating at an average altitude of 120m above sea level and feeding on nothing but air, the common sky jellyfish is a bizarre life form. With a bell size of about 13m in diameter, it is roughly five times bigger than its largest cousin in the ocean below, the lion’s mane jellyfish, but specimens with bell sizes of up to 15m have been discovered along coastlines around the world. Tentacles can reach lengths of 150m, while the largest ocean jellyfish ever found measured just about 36m. Sky jellyfish are highly venomous, poisoning the atmosphere for relaxation-oriented beachgoers in touristy areas and causing severe distress due to their parasitic relationship with noisy and gas-hogging motorboats.

glimpse: WHAT MAKES A DRUG A DRUG  | Drum sounds and good vibes are in the air and so is weed. Montreal. The summer sun has finally kissed the long winter goodbye and it’s time for Tam-Tams, an informal weekly music festival. The police tolerate the cannabis, as long as it isn’t consumed in front of kids. Marijuana isn’t legal here yet, but almost. Next month Canada will become the third country in the world to legalize weed; Trudeau following in the footsteps of legendary down to earth Uruguayan ex-president José Mujica and former Soviet Union country Georgia. After all, whether you find a substance on the index or on your supermarket shelf depends on the arbitrary label put on it by lawmakers. Alcohol and tobacco, two highly addictive and hazardous substances, are legal, while marihuana has been demonized and banned for the longest time, despite its medicinal value. Weed, shrooms, ayahuasca, opium, mescaline, cocaine, heroin – all these are plants or derived from plants and several of them have been in medicinal or recreational use for thousands of years. But the reason they’ve intrigued some is the same reason they’re feared by others:  their ability to alter our perception and state of mind, shoving us out of the driver’s seat and take over control of our consciousness.

glimpse: TOUGH SILK  | Tougher than Kevlar and stronger than steel on a weight-for-weight basis, spider silk is one of the most resilient materials in nature. But its true strength lies in the production process: as a protein, the molecular structure of silk is entirely made up of abundant elements, assembled in the low energy furnace of mere body temperature with the only byproduct being water. No wonder that this wonder of nature is a compelling candidate for biomimicry.


glimpse: HIMALAYAN UPS AND DOWNS | In 1953, when Tenzing Norgay and Edmund Hillary made their strenuous way into the history books by setting first feet on the summit of Mt. Everest, they started their expedition in Jiri. Nowadays, the vast majority of amateur and professional hikers cut out the first leg of the Nepalese Everest Base Camp trek by flying straight into Lukla, even though it is said to be the most dangerous airport in the world – a hypothesis backed by frequent incidents. Even during peak season, the week-long Jiri trail remains almost deserted, before the crowds join in Lukla – for better or worse: good for those who cherish a terrain unsullied by tourism, bad for the Sherpa who built a brittle existence on this very tourism. Their services as guides and porters are no longer required and the cozy guesthouses stay empty. It’s a trail marked by pristine beauty and adorned with tiny cobblestone villages from long-gone centuries, nestled in rice terraces climbing up and down the breathtaking mountain range.

glimpse: DECISIONS, DECISIONS | Decisions, decisions. They matter. And yet, it's not the decision that defines our happiness, but how we look at it in retrospect. Sheltered by optimism, our fickle mood finds comfort in every road taken; riddled with pessimism, every fork has but two negative outcomes.




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