Category: art
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Choices, Destiny, and the Signs We Follow~
Today, during a trip to Mons to visit the newly built Calatrava train station in Belgium, I found myself drawn not just to the architecture but to a moment—a fleeting alignment of lines, light, and thought. As we wandered through the station taking photos, I came across this scene: arrows painted on the floor, directing…
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The Magic was Always in Manual~
If you’re my age and you’ve been doing photography for a while, then you probably remember the tactile joy of shooting with film cameras. Back then, that was all we had—there was no digital, no LCD screens to check after every click, no instant feedback to assure us we “got the shot.” You had to…
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Portals to Tomorrow~
Today I visited the Nxt Museum in Amsterdam, a space dedicated to art, technology, and the future. The current exhibition invited me to walk through portals of light, shadow, and sound, all converging to confront what it means to exist in an age where technology is no longer a tool but a force shaping the…
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Through the Eyes of a Photographer ~
Ever since I discovered photography in 1996 in New York, it has never left my side. It has become something I think about daily—without exaggeration. Photography has woven itself into every aspect of my life. It’s no longer just an act of creating images; it’s the way I perceive the world. A walk is never…
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The Spiral of Faith and Power~
This morning, against all reasonable judgment, I decided to visit Vatican City. The lines were, as promised, endless. Still, I felt I couldn’t be in Rome and not set foot in the Sistine Chapel—a space where so much human history has unfolded. What overwhelmed me wasn’t just the art or the architecture, but the sheer…
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Letting the City Speak~
This morning in Rome, as the city began to stretch awake, I wandered with no agenda. I walked with open eyes, letting the city show me what it wanted me to see. I passed layers of history, columns standing tall among buzzing vespas, and alleyways that echoed with the footsteps of millions before me. But…
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The Frequency of Places
I took this photo early this morning, just after waking up in Venice. The city was quiet, still holding on to the hush of night, and the air felt soft and heavy with dreams. Now, as I sit back in my home in Düsseldorf, Germany, that morning feels like it happened in another lifetime. Venice…
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Vieni e Vedi – Come and See
I’m writing today’s post a little early because later this evening I’ll be at the opening of our group exhibition here in Venice. There’s a buzz in the air, a quiet tension mixed with excitement, and somehow the rainy weather has only made it more cinematic. As I wandered through the city this morning, I…