Stories in pictures, words in pictures, pictures of stories: my feet travel the many streets in this city every day, my eyes cross many moments that are captured by my lens (a Holga attached to a Nikon body). A selection can be found on this page, many more right here, and some (long) ramblings to follow. Three years here now and it sometimes feels like home, but often still an island where I feel stranded, holding on tight to my partner and kids, looking south towards another country, an simpler life. This is an ongoing collection as I never leave the house without my camera, but unique because all images are taken through the blur of a Holga lens and unedited apart from a little straightening here and there.