The world as we know it is dissolving and shifting towards new mechanisms and unsettling landscapes. Past is fading away. The present is disintegrating. Plot lines remain vague and the future is searching in vain for an author.
       
     
 These images chronicle my state of mind during the weird spell of the last two years. They are a play with the realities encountered while travelling in Europe. They expose shadows and trace blurred and oblique lines and borders at the edge-lands of an era. They reflect the increasing blur between the fake and the tangible, an impaired environment, the quixotic weight of religions and technologies; a kind of hollowness as well.
       
     
 Some of those photographs are staged most are not, but disquietude, raw or in disguise, is incised in all of them.
       
     
 Budapest, Hungary
       
     
 Łódź, Poland
       
     
 Łódź, Poland
       
     
 Budapest, Hungary
       
     
 Bucharest, Romania
       
     
 Schrattenthal, Austria
       
     
 Sopron, Hungary
       
     
 Vienna, Austria
       
     
 Venice, Italy
       
     
 Dukovany, Czech Republic
       
     
 Venice, Italy
       
     
 Bucharest, Romania
       
     
 Venice, Italy
       
     
 Łódź, Poland
       
     
 Venice, Italy
       
     
 Vienna, Austria
       
     
 Alberndorf in Pulkautal, Austria
       
     
 Budapest, Hungary
       
     
 The world as we know it is dissolving and shifting towards new mechanisms and unsettling landscapes. Past is fading away. The present is disintegrating. Plot lines remain vague and the future is searching in vain for an author.
       
     

The world as we know it is dissolving and shifting towards new mechanisms and unsettling landscapes. Past is fading away. The present is disintegrating. Plot lines remain vague and the future is searching in vain for an author.

 These images chronicle my state of mind during the weird spell of the last two years. They are a play with the realities encountered while travelling in Europe. They expose shadows and trace blurred and oblique lines and borders at the edge-lands of an era. They reflect the increasing blur between the fake and the tangible, an impaired environment, the quixotic weight of religions and technologies; a kind of hollowness as well.
       
     

These images chronicle my state of mind during the weird spell of the last two years. They are a play with the realities encountered while travelling in Europe. They expose shadows and trace blurred and oblique lines and borders at the edge-lands of an era. They reflect the increasing blur between the fake and the tangible, an impaired environment, the quixotic weight of religions and technologies; a kind of hollowness as well.

 Some of those photographs are staged most are not, but disquietude, raw or in disguise, is incised in all of them.
       
     

Some of those photographs are staged most are not, but disquietude, raw or in disguise, is incised in all of them.

 Budapest, Hungary
       
     

Budapest, Hungary

 Łódź, Poland
       
     

Łódź, Poland

 Łódź, Poland
       
     

Łódź, Poland

 Budapest, Hungary
       
     

Budapest, Hungary

 Bucharest, Romania
       
     

Bucharest, Romania

 Schrattenthal, Austria
       
     

Schrattenthal, Austria

 Sopron, Hungary
       
     

Sopron, Hungary

 Vienna, Austria
       
     

Vienna, Austria

 Venice, Italy
       
     

Venice, Italy

 Dukovany, Czech Republic
       
     

Dukovany, Czech Republic

 Venice, Italy
       
     

Venice, Italy

 Bucharest, Romania
       
     

Bucharest, Romania

 Venice, Italy
       
     

Venice, Italy

 Łódź, Poland
       
     

Łódź, Poland

 Venice, Italy
       
     

Venice, Italy

 Vienna, Austria
       
     

Vienna, Austria

 Alberndorf in Pulkautal, Austria
       
     

Alberndorf in Pulkautal, Austria

 Budapest, Hungary
       
     

Budapest, Hungary