the battery is a palm!

Selma Pascal & Yané!

with the portrait kiosk at their Wedding

Fischermanns playing

I have this taste in the mouth,
this taste that comes when you travel too much by train bus bike and anything,
it's like a very light sea sik feeling, made of thousands of litte coloured points that join to a soft grey.
And it feels exiting and over dosed at once.
A mix of all the colours that step into me in high velocity through the train window and it's reflection.

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instead of playing on the floor,
the flamenco dancer built a xalaphone

Remembering Willisau 08

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vernon reid in free form funky frequs

they also keep on the road
a passing bye' band, you'll see them around, the fischermann's friends

perfect airodynamic model for a streets passenger,
with the cracks tatooed in



Detlef lüftet sich

our wise baby medu


c'est toi qui conduit ta bagnole

celebrating some common roots with my dear old housemate


a perfect working place

discussing the actual state of the Hotel picture

always longing for a good Hotel, Comfort Inn..







Sandra's vision

grey street mouse

our dear neighbour

trying to remember erwin










what a great original i have the honour to visit

Sandra with her new home "Detlef " expanding the swiss map

they made the Griesalp!
before & after
Proud posing with the full "khaki tank"!

crazy Yurodny

on his battery like on a horse

In Burn

Where is this !