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Simulations of the Real

Proposed – Imagery shaped by thought, tension, or question; a possible answer, never proof.

Remembering the World

„A girl crossing a rope, sometime in summer. Someone must have seen her. It looks like a memory.“

Balancing the rope.

Les Protégés – Fractures without Origin

“Not all drama bleeds. Some stays quiet. And waits.” The names disappear, the quotes fall silent. What remains is the everyday – kitchens, animals, patches of light on skin. The drama hasn’t vanished, it has seeped into the banal. They are silent carriers of a tension that does not explode, but endures. They show that there is a role even without a costume – and that many do not find themselves in dramas, but in routines they were never written out of.

Les Protégés – Fragments of Hope and Despair

“They do not know their roles – yet the world does.” Each figure carries a name, but the name is not protection — it is expectation. The women are archetypes — Lady Macbeth, Desdemona, Ophelia, Viola, Beatrice — and yet they are counter-images of themselves. They speak — but often without a voice.

Les Protégés – An American Fable

These solitary figures and pivotal scenes reinterpret Shakespeare’s dramas, exploring the boundary between reality and imagination. Each image captures moments charged with tension, where hope meets despair and strength confronts vulnerability.

Pursuit of Happiness

Pursuit of Happiness constructs a radically stylized visual world — between mirrors and skulls, longing and surface. An aesthetic that exists somewhere between Hades and haute couture. The protagonists are icons of illusion. Staged bodies enclosed in vitrines of darkness and sheen. What they think remains their own. What they feel is reflected in light, in surfaces, in metallic skulls — never spoken. Merely suggested.

White Tablecloth

Homage to Paul Outerbridge – ‚The self leaves its traces of appetite on the white cloth.‘

Lolita

She is not the story. She is the screen. A nation looks at her and sees itself: young, pure, untouchable. But behind the eyes— a history undone, a guilt renamed, a hunger never questioned.

Exaggerated

Layers of self-reflection amplify the self until it becomes a mask.

Prends-Moi

‚Don’t remember me. I disappeared before you saw me.‘

Soy el Sol

It is only through repetition that its essence is revealed.

Salome

Salome and the silencing of the feminine voice.
Marisol

Marisol

The Invisible Space That Shapes Us - This essay reflects on how we navigate between these invisible spaces: the hope for what is to come and the melancholy of what has been lost. The various figures are not mere representations of ideas — they are mirrors of our inner experiences. One question remains: How does the invisible—the things we hope for and the things we have lost—shape our being?

Raven

The images show a half-lit, seemingly abandoned house—its corners echoing with silence—where a single figure sits, shadowed by a raven. The presence of the bird, and the echo of its whisper—Nevermore—anchor the work in Poe’s landscape of longing, loss, and inescapable memory. Here, memory is no longer a soft cocoon but a voice that returns again and again, refusing closure.
Roleplay

Roleplay

Male projections. Anticipated, enacted, mistaken for truth.
Black Notes

Black Notes

THE GUITAR MAKER / He forms the body, he strings the strings, but the deeper vibration begins in the space between two bodies. She appears as a black note.

One Day

Through a Child’s Eyes. These images do not tell stories about children. They ask what happens when their gaze meets ours.
Shaping Perception

Shaping Perception

A fleeting glance that reveals layers of intimacy, doubt, and quiet resolve.
First Crush

First Crush

Five teen photographic pairings distil the raw, luminescent instant when friendship tilts into first love.
Precarious Self

Precarious Self

The self appears as a provisional structure – shaped by encounters, overlaps, chance. Never finished, always re-balanced. In its very fragility lies the power to reinvent. Every tiny shift in this precarious balance cracks open new rooms of possibility within us.
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