In other words, I am moving again!
This past year has possibly been the worst in my life ever, the feeling of loss, being tired, the need of hiding and also a certain lack of trust in myself made it so that I dont really want to go back and talk about it anymore, at least for a while.
It's been a fucking roallercoaster, but here I am!

Collecting stuff at My moms house i found a bunch of old photobooth pictures of myself: my mom is awesome like that: it's stuff that we needed at some point for documents, making id's, passports, and so on, so WE MUST KEEP THEM, as we might need them some day!!!!

So here it is: beginning I think I was like 8, go through a lot of phases of drug addiction and different haircuts, my closest friends will notice there are a couple of year missing, but more or less, last one dates to last month when I went to get papers to renew my drivers licence.

The magic of analog photography never ceases to amaze me, how I have a million of files on my computer and the only physical thing that tells that the time goes by in an objective way are these little crappy prints stacked in a mother's old drawer. Ah.




Also, I had my picture taken by my only and most favourite person/artist/photographer ever, Charlie: I am wearing latex in my parents house, I find it particularly beautiful because It's somehow symbolic of a lot of things that are dear to me, and reminds me she's the only one that could make me pose like this.


Check out her work, this woman is seriously one of the most inspiring, amazing human beings i have ever met!

Last, the first self portrait i have ever taken of myself, when I was just at the beginning with photography. My passion for self portraiture got me into SG, so I guess is sort of relevant here as well ;-)

Dallas, 1997




And now, on to shameless self promotion!!!!!
Maia.... is online


My lovely Janette...




Still needing your love:

Benten.... when heat gets her evil

the darkest side of Clio

Ginary... Amsterdam nostalgia