The Musings Of A Bohemian Frog
This year there will be no blog entry from me on some exciting adventure or wonderful travel experience for holidays. All travel plans have been cancelled this year, not just by me, but by the world and the obnoxious COVID-19. Anyone who has to travel via train, plane, or bus and any other local transportation
There are days when I come to a standstill, wondering about the choices I made, the decisions I have had to live with. Have they been the right ones? Should I have chosen the other path? If not, how have I dealt with the consequences. Divesting myself of all the roles that tied me down
“I counted my years and realized that I have less time to live by, than I have lived so far. I feel like a child who won a pack of candies: at first he ate them with pleasure but when he realized that there was little left, he began to taste them intensely. I have no
Eight years ago I wrote a blog entry on religion and blue jeans. I know, I know, it sounds like a bit stretch and you are probably thinking of rebellious priests in the jungles preaching Theology of Liberation and the banishment of oppressive multinational companies. No, this has nothing to do with that. Religion in
Hydrangeas and Marigolds have been a part of my life for as long as I can remember, and hydrangeas in particular have fascinated me since childhood. Sadly, I somehow always ended up living in countries where it was far too hot to grow them in our own garden, so I admired them in other people’s
I had to pick up my medication from the pharmacy yesterday and had a lovely chat with the Spanish pharmacist on duty. She is about to travel to Spain to visit some relatives, and when I commented that it was very brave of her to do so, she retorted that it was downright foolish of
This is literally a labour of love! Empowered originally came out as a series of photographs that celebrated Maike´s 22nd birthday. Ever since she moved in with me in February, having had to escape the #lockdown2020 in Florence, we began our own CORONA photography project here in Berlin, partially for fun, but for the most
As a child, my parents insisted that I sit at the table (rightfully so) and eat whatever was placed in front of me, no questions asked, and I wasn’t allowed to leave the table before anyone else nor leave even a single grain of rice on my plate. Sound familiar to any of you? Both
Three years ago, upon my arrival in Berlin, one of the things I chose to do to mark the beginning a new phase in my life was to join Facebook, after many years of lagging behind my entire social circle and dragging my feet about signing up. I figured it would be a viable platform
The prequel to this blog entry is this one… and if you haven´t read it yet, I strongly encourage you to backtrack and read that first before continuing here. Six turbulent months have passed since the photoshoot, and during that time I have learned so much about myself as a person, author and photographer. Whereas
