She moved like a memory — half real, half already gone.
In the stillness of the room, only the blur remained.
Category: Fine Art
Shards do not lie
Shards do not lie —
they fracture truth into something more profound.
She stands above the ruins,
not broken, but multiplied —
a reflection of power,
of myth,
of bare defiance wrapped in feathered shadow.
What once shattered
now reframes her entirely.
"Seen Through"
She looks through the frame,
not for beauty,
but for truth.
No longer seeking permission —
just presence.
The Quiet Room
In this room, time has softened its voice.
The walls still whisper stories of bare honesty,
of moments suspended between breath and silence.
Here, light becomes touch.
Skin speaks without sound.
And stillness is not absence,
but presence—measured, tender, raw.
What remains is not what was done,
but what was felt.
Not the pose,
but the surrender.
Becoming Morning
A breath before the day begins.
Wrapped in the hush of old linen and sun-drenched stillness,
the body recalls its silence —
not as absence,
but as presence unfolding.
Not by Walls, but by Memory
Framed not by walls, but by memory —
a moment of bare presence,
half-hidden, wholly true.
Pastel body parts
Creating delicate body part photographs was more difficult than expected. Whether said body part is shot directly in the crop or the image is cropped in post-processing, it takes a certain eye to create the balance between too much and too little.
To get away from the monotonous black and white image, I decided to go for a pastel look. I think the delicate colors of light, almost pink skin and the light blue background go together perfectly. I also chose a round frame with occasional break-out elements so that the image section also matches what is shown, namely a human body, completely without sharp edges and hard corners.
I would like to leave it up to you to decide whether I have succeeded in this balancing act or not 🙂
Have you ever photographed body art and if so, how did you find the process?
Teilnehmer: Model Miss Souls
Displacement Room
She doesn’t live in the real world — she monitors it remotely, from her Dragonland.
A place where everything means something,
preferably more than necessary.
In Dragonland, moods come in cinematic scale,
details are overread, silences reinterpreted,
and exits rehearsed for maximum impact.
She’s not hiding — she’s curating.
From the outside, it might look like withdrawal.
From the inside, it’s precision work:
reading the subtext, archiving the missteps,
and designing her next great non-response.
Dragonland isn’t a fantasy.
It’s logistics with better lighting.
Birds
Model-Call
Ich erweitere aktuell meine fotografische Serie Birds, in der Körper, Bewegung und organische Elemente wie Federn, Schatten und Licht zu poetischen, oft paradoxen Bildwelten verschmelzen. Die Arbeiten bewegen sich zwischen Anmut und Auflösung, zwischen Selbstinszenierung und Maskerade.
Dafür suche ich Modelle (m/w/d), die Lust auf ein sensibles, künstlerisches Arbeiten haben – mit Offenheit für Akt, Bewegung und experimentelle Konzepte. Vorerfahrung ist willkommen, aber keine Voraussetzung – wichtiger ist Ausdruck, Präsenz und ein gemeinsames Interesse am kreativen Prozess.
Wenn du dich angesprochen fühlst oder Fragen hast, freue ich mich über deine Nachricht mit ein paar Zeilen zu dir und ggf. Bildmaterial oder Portfolio.
Hinter den Spiegeln
It’s a poor sort of memory that only works backwards
(Lewis Carroll)
Doch was, wenn alles zugleich geschieht –
Erinnerung, Spiegelbild, Verschwinden?
Ein Gesicht, halb da, halb fort,
flimmert zwischen gestern und gleich.
Der Raum atmet Stille,
der Blick sucht Halt im eigenen Schatten.
Hier ist Zeit nicht Linie,
sondern Fläche –
verwischt, gespiegelt,
offen nach innen.