lost places: abandoned, left behind for decay and decomposition. we are alone, but nevertheless: we whisper, carefully put one foot in front of the other.

Growing up in berlin, Brandenburg was the void I had to cross to get to the other parts of Germany. Endless pine forests or endless meadows, the wild east. Hidden in the woods one can find relicts of the past, old soviet army barracks or factorys abandoned after the DDR ceised to exist.