The end of a hard week


Strange how things always gain in importance only in the afterlife. The memory makes events great. They are the fertilizer that makes them grow. The encounter with Adele, the random shoot: A large painting on the ground, lots of paint and two naked bodies. Some Kocks and how random a camera that takes pictures. Little light but a lot of energy and the will to do what should have been done for a long time. And then the night in a hotel full of noise, alone.  bk

(Photographic-Action-Painting (work in progress) with Adele Ceraudo + Beat Kuert)