Human behavior is fluent in its motions and gestures. To the observer it unfolds like a movie – a constant stream of pictures flying by so fast that the transitions are seamless to the human eye. For me the camera’s skill to freeze the momentary momentum in-between scenes is nothing short of miraculous and reminds me of a quirky phenomenon in the quantum realm: the observer effect. In reality (reality as in the reality, the one that is beyond our grasp) the tiny particles we’re all made of actually behave like waves, fluid in their whereabouts and intangible so long as nobody is watching. Limited to probability functions, our knowledge of their position and state is vague at best, until we actually observe them. Only then they behave like particles and their location and character can be determined. Of course, being that I'm not a physicist, observing humans in-between moments is a bit more interesting to me.
glimpse: PIECE | Oh Santorini sun, fiery minx, you set like no other; all dressed in amorous promises, you lean in to kiss the horizon and our voluptuous human longing for romance becomes so tangible. But, alas, the faster you near the embrace, the more passion becomes skirmish. To hell with loving surrender, everybody doesn’t want peace; a piece is what we crave! We miss gentle caresses down here, in this crossfire of sharp elbows and hectic shutter shot staccatos; but none of us can afford time or space for sentiments while demanding our rightful peek. Like the tide below, the second wave of people has arrived to replace the first; yet, the flesh pours in erratically, unlike the smoothly transitioning surf. We are all here, now, but not in the moment and not together. Oh Santorini sun, you lured us with union, but all you gave was divide. Now you wander west to seduce another sorry lot of naïve fools, leaving us in the dark.
glimpse: EXPLOSIVE DIVE | Lake Kivu on the border of Rwanda and DR Congo is one explosive body of water. As member of an exclusive club of solely three lakes that undergo so called limnic eruptions, it is thought to explode around every 1000 years. Then, the released methane and CO2 kills all life in close proximity by means of asphyxiation as has happened in the 1980s with its Camaroonian equivalents Lake Monoun and Lake Nyos. For now, the millions of lives along the lake are lived ordinarily and swims are a welcome and hazard-free leisure activity.
glimpse: LONG STORY SHORT | A burning car was my ticket to the first wedding ceremony I ever attended. The groom had driven 3.000km to pick us up in the Namib Desert, where we were stranded, and on the way back to Botswana he invited me to his big day. He lost two more cars that same week, but never his smile. It's because of his bride he said during the wedding ceremony in Zimbabwe, which I had the honor of shooting. My favorite shot was this candid moment full of momentum in-between staged perfection.
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