Yeahfieldtrip 2018

Meeting creatives all over the world, coming together in El Capitan Canyon in California - that is Yeahfieldtrip. Experiencing 5 days of classes, photo shootings, meditations and talks about how to live a life as a creative person. I feel privileged I got to go this year and meet some of the most inspiring and like minded people.


Au revoir

“Au revoir” – that means goodbye in the sense of “See you again”. For me it means “Goodbye for now”, and it means thankfully looking back at the last four years I spent in Stuttgart. I created this little series with the intent of seeing because of leaving.

 A couple of days ago, I moved to Vancouver. And if you know you’ll leave a place, you’ll leave your country everything becomes valuable: Your last stroll through this street, the last time you see this person, the last time you walk up this stair, the last time you go to work, the last time you take the S-Bahn to university and so on.

These are a few shots I took along the way between packing, planning, saying goodbye and buying christmas gifts. 

In golden spring…

…and frosty winter

The air was so cold, but this wall was in a spicy red

Yellow crane in the sky next to my house

You start seeing Germany with other eyes

He sells Christmas trees on Marienplatz as a family tradition

A beam of light in the staircase of my sisters house

Long words

My favourite Indian restaurant

A house in my neighborhood

Plastic palm trees of my neighbors


France&Switzerland: Portraits Of Wisdom

Two different countries, two different people. Werner, my Swiss Grandad. Born in 1931. Although he lives in Switzerland, back in 1944 he saw the big fire in my German hometown when the allies dropped their first bombs.

Mamita, the French-American grandmom of my husband. Born in 1937. Her dad emigrated to the United States during WWI to flee the war.


My granddad’s house in Switzerland

Mamita in her garden.

A lot more anecdotes could follow, and I am sure just like your grandparents, the stories they tell you are rich, profound and sometimes surreal. Sometimes we tend to forget in what reality they lived in. I visited Werner and Mamita to document their life now. I didn’t find bitterness, I found wisdom. Both were at peace. With their life, with their past, with the present and the future.

The universe of my grandad in Switzerland: Pure, liquid air, calm winds, tradition over trends. The roots go deep, relationships go even deeper. Everybody knows everyone.

Watching the traditional cattle drive from the mountains back in the valley.

Reading the newspaper

He told me I should NOT take this picture with his underwear. But I couldn’t resist.

Having coffee with my mother. His favourite drink is Coca-Cola.

His front porch.

My grandmother was a collector of dwarfs.

His neighbors resting after a six hour walk from the moutains.

In summer as in…

…winter

Taking a cable car around his house to a mountain top.

Honey, Swiss brioche and hot chocolate milk is is favorite dinner.

The universe of Edith ‘Mamita’ in France: A calm village with 400 habitants. She is in love with her two gardens and reconnects to nature and the universe with spending time outside.

She loves her house and she just loves to prepare meals.

In sync with the rythms of nature

When her hands touch the dough, it’s like a dance.

Classic style even in the garden.

Her pink bathrobe was a gift from one of her daughters.

This was the best beetroot I’ve ever tried.

Her neighbors.

Baguette and homemade jam for breakfast.

Staying active.

This paradise is just in front of her house.

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