23_09_12

I’m sitting on the 16th floor of a hotel in Jakarta. I have a thin slice of the city on the palm of my hand. In each corner or a nook wherever I look I find life and a short story. It’s evening. The city takes few last short breaths…

23_03_20

She was dancing in the breeze, hugged by early rays of sunshine. Model: Zoey. Bali, Indonesia. 2022.

23_02_18

The night comes with anxiety and anxiety brings friends when ignored

23_01_27

The mundane interchanges with excitement Excitement swims with anxiety Anxiety fades away surrounded by hope Hope lights up confidence Confidence breeds action

23_01_24

23_01_17

“Create art even if nobody cares.”

23_01_08

22_12_19

I see the nooks, rocks, tiny sand peninsulas formed, as if accidently, by ocean. Walking, I notice the footsteps of others before me. The water evaporates on the hot as hell black beach sand. It creates a misty vail on the horizon. It’s soothing. It resets my internal systems. It…

22_12_07

Model: Zoey. Bali, Indonesia. 2022.

22_12_06

The reef is swaying from side to side. The giant monsters keep sweeping it’s surface where the waves collide. They do it with grace yet and require respect due to their sheer size. It’s another day on the ocean bed where the different worlds meet and live in symbiosis. Whether…

22_11_12

22_10_12

I hop on a motorbike expecting the inevitable. It’s a very light rain outside, but I know things can change in a blink of an eye. I speed up to make it on time, passing a few people dressed in jackets and ponchos going the other way. The streetlights are…

Silence

“Words create limitations but silence, oh silence, you are so rich and limitless“  - this is a quote from the front cover of Silvia Pogoda’s photographic album under the title “Butterflies”. The quote profoundly describes to me the meaning of isolation (in the positive sense). I understand silence…

Sunrises and sunsets

A classical look at nature’s most wonderful spectacles. Sunset viewed from Lombok island. A lonely Jukung during sunset on Lombok. Mt Agung in early evening.

Happiness

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The thick air with distinct flavours of petrol is filling my lungs. The virgin sidewalks of an old city rarely used by a human being are accompanying the streets. Walking them is like rapid parkour training for newbies. The adjacent concrete streets are filled with a constant influx of roaring…