December 2011
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Dec 31st
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Dec 30th
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Dec 17th
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orkwut: People are strange Strange are people Peploe aer srtagne Epople rae rtsgaen
Dec 15th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 10th
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Dec 9th
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Dec 8th
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Dec 7th
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Dec 7th
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Dec 7th
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Interview with David Fischer.
Why do you shoot? I shoot for the moment, when the person I photograph stops pretending. It doesn’t always happen but when it does it’s beautiful. There is something holy about it. Equipment? For the longest time, I worked with a mix of Olympus Mju 2 and Fuji 6×4.5 plastic cameras. Hot lights, if any, or on-camera flash. A lot of times I would start shooting without anyone taking it seriously....
Dec 7th
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Dec 6th
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Saskia and the Writer.
Writer: "You want the date on the top of the letter?"
Me: "Yes"
Writer: "The time maybe?"
Me: "Yes"
Writer: "I will write that it is the 8th day of ramadan. Who is the letter for?"
Me: "I write it to myself"
Writer: "That is not possible. (...) Who is it for?" she repeats.
Me: "I would like to write my grandmother then"
Writer: "What is her name?"
Me: "Nona"
Writer: "Where does she live?"
Me: "She is not alive anymore"
Dec 4th
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The public writer is very confused but now she agrees and starts to type. I realize that I did not understand the writers and that the writer failed to understand me, but we were sharing the space and this short moment together. I realize now that sitting down and telling my memories to a writer was a meeting of a moment in time. I learnt something about the writer and maybe I left a little...
Dec 4th