20 October 2018: Monastery of the Temptation, Jericho, Palestine.
B&W
Inner Journey
29 January 2018: Tel Aviv / Jaffa, Israel.
Repérage


29 January 2018: Tel Aviv / Jaffa, Israel.
Velvet Gloves
06 January 2018: Wedding of P&A, Amsterdam, Holland
Dance (Your Soul Out)
11 November 2017: Laguna de Apoyo, Nicaragua
Breath
09 November 2017: View on the Pacific, Cristo de la Misericordia, San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua
11 November 2017: Laguna de Apoyo, Nicaragua
Presidential High Five
24 September 2016: Cugy (VD), Switzerland.
Inspiration
One week in Perpignan, for the traditional photo festival Visa pour l’Image, admiring the inspiring work of great photojournalists and improving my understanding of the world, in its best and worst aspects.
Back at the office, the portraits of two of my colleagues stand next to a condolence book. Another source of motivation. We better have to be outstanding now…
05 September 2015: Visa pour l’Image, Perpignan, France.
Up in the Air
14 March 2015: Tribeca and the new World Trade Center, New York city, USA.
Evolution
2001: My first flight ever to Southeast Asia is booked and a wave of panic is hitting me, hard, as I am realizing I am about to leave my confort zone. “What am I gonna do if I fall sick, can’t communicate with people or simply don’t feel comfortable, so far from home?”
24 February 2015: U Bein bridge, next to Mandalay, Myanmar/Burma.
2015: I’m reading at the back of a taxi driving to Bangkok center. My body is relaxing while my mind is getting increasingly excited about the idea of going to my favorite Japanese restaurant in town. While I look outside, checking if the driver is taking the right road, I start thinking of the different places I like in Bangkok and would like to go back to in the coming days. Once again, being here suddenly feels like Home.
20 February 2015: Mr. Aye Kyaw Htay, vendor in Zegyo Market, Mandalay, Myanmar/Burma.
And while my heartbeat keeps dropping, I wonder how I would have reacted, back then, in 2001, if someone had predicted 2015 to me. A punch in his face, maybe. Or, more certainly, a stronger panic attack… 😉