i feel more and more that photography becomes one of the few ways that i feel i can express what's going on inside my head. Not necessarily that other people would know about that when looking at my pictures (it's always hard to tell what other people are thinking) but when i look at what i did and where i've been, it gives me a feeling of being alive, like a proof of me actually existing and living.
Maybe, if i would spend more time outside or working with my hands that would be different. I don't know.

This day strangely feels like sunset. To a year full of so many things that i hastly stepped over and people that i lost contact with.

Anyway, i look forward to some time off. Off of everything.
This time, New York grew close to me, or i grew close to new york, whatever. Especially Brooklyn seemed much more like a lovely place to live in than it was when i first came here.
A lovely city in a strange country.

Merry Christmas to all of you. Especially my family (i hope all are well).


Thursday, December 22, 2005