Collection
Twenty-seven-year-old scab from my first love’s wound
1990-1993
Mürzzuschlag, Austria
In 1990 my friend, my first great love, had a motorbike accident. Its consequence was severe road rash with several large scabs. The accident shocked me although nothing serious happened. From then on, I had a constant fear that I might lose my dearest one. For that reason, I kept one of his scabs after it had fallen off, with the (not so serious) idea in mind of having him cloned in the future...
Large parts of Humanity leaving me behind
01/04/2015
Morlac, France
I grew up hopeful for all the future had to bring, then had to witness the massive political, cultural, routine abuses to most of our what makes this Planet inhabitable under its actual Boundaries... to the point we're now, as we just crossed our first tipping point, with millions of humans alone already dying each year from such nonsense, as we're going fast and deep threatening what makes lif...
Lost in the Atlantic Ocean
2021-2023
We met travelling, we had something intense and complicated (between Europe and the US) and great and unique and in the end it was terrible and exhausting and so so teaching. I don't think I've ever lerned as much about myself as with this relationship. I don't think I had ever shown up so fully with all of my wounds and unmet needs before. Both of us were looking for change, we both had felt t...
So Long, London
08/10/2025
Birleşik Krallık
The first time we said I love you was right before I went on a trip to Serbia. I left a note in the Museum of Broken Relationships in Belgrade, saying it has never been as easy to love someone, although I am also ready to endure all the hardships.
Last year on this day, I got into a plane to Paris to see him. Despite the distance, we decided we can make it work. I have never loved anyone as m...