Prayer for Enlightening

O Lord of Light, of wisdom, of time, illuminate souls lost in the grime
of fearing that virtue is stitched in a dress, forgetting that t...

Venus in White

Soft dunes rise in light, whispers weave through tangled grass, silence breathes her name.

Agony of Eros

Eros does not die from absence, but from overexposure – made visible, controlled, consumed, but no longer felt

The Silence of Blossoms

The face concealed, adorned with grace, flowers dense, like forms impressed.
What’s real, what’s false, erased in space, the soul behind...

Who Breaks the Silence

A butterfly crawls from muted depths, from a silent mouth, in frozen night.
In shadowed peace, where fears lie sleeping, it found its wa...

Letting Go

So I sink down, as my strength fades away, my soul listens close to what chaos may bring.
The sea cries loud, yet I hear its pray, and w...

Fragile Illusion

Beneath her soft gaze, mirror whispers silent truths -a body unmasked.
Shadows dance on fragile lines, beauty breaks where light resides.

The Waves of Life

In golden hues of evening light, Where whispers rise, and time takes flight,
You softly sense what always stays, The wave that shapes yo...

The Soul of the Tree

Silent roots whisper, Old soul rests on ancient bark, Timeless breaths of peace.

Dressed for Success

This series reflects society's fixation on superficiality and artificial ideals, with a particular focus on the pressures placed on women.

Gaze in shadow's play

Gaze in shadow's play,
Lace whispers of strength untold,
Silence holds its breath.

Warmth lingers upon your skin

A cold morning dawns,
Warmth lingers upon your skin,
Longing softly stays.

Black Roses Smell Darkly

A veil made of shadows, a flutter from night, the face lies hidden, yet wakes into light.
Black roses bloom in the dark, out of sight, a...

Drifted Ashore

When I'm awake

When I'm awake, I feel lost because you’re so far from my reality. But when I search for you in dreams, I find only the madness of my des...

Between intimacy and distance

Between intimacy and distance – a visual story capturing vulnerable moments that often remain unseen

Silent Suffocation

Some constraints are invisible yet omnipresent. They take your breath away, steal your freedom - intangible but threatening.

In the old mirror

In the old mirror, pale and worn, Her face reflects, so soft, forlorn,

Between the empty glass and the full heart

Between the empty glass and the full heart lies sometimes a silence that speaks louder than words.

Skin in shadow’s glow

Skin in shadow’s glow

A silent gaze

Cold wind drifts inside, a silent gaze by the pane, stillness fills the room.

Body still in light

Body still in light, skin tells tales of strength and time, calm, unmoved, at rest.

Thoughts drifting in the room

Silent light falls in, thoughts drifting within the room, time lingers in dust.

Naked soul reflects

In the mirror bound, naked soul reflects itself, whispers fill the room.

Deep down, in the furthest corner of my mind

Deep down, in the furthest corner of my mind, you are hiding, fleeting as a hunch, and yet reality at the same time.

The Moment and Its Shadow

Soft shadows linger, a whisper held within gaze, time takes a deep breath.

Trapped in Her Gaze

Deep eyes softly rest, silence echoes in her strength, a secret withheld.

Nightfall’s gentle hold

Sunset’s fading glow, Quiet wraps the rocks and soul, Nightfall’s gentle hold.

Nightfall’s gentle hold

Sunset’s fading glow, Quiet wraps the rocks and soul, Nightfall’s gentle hold.

It would be a sin if either of us were a saint

Es wäre  eine Sünde, wenn einer von uns beiden ein Heiliger wäre

Kyiv: A City, a Lens, a Story

Road Movie

Homage to the wild 60ties

Ashes to ashes

In the embrace of the Earth, we are born, and to that same embrace, we shall return. Our journey from the cradle of nature to the complex...

Termination

A heart is formed in quiet hands, The fruit of life, blood in the sands.
A dilemma deep within the womb, A path the heart alone assumes.

Mirror, Mirror, on the wall ...

Loss

A heart that blooms quietly in the womb, A life that glows in the dark's gloom.
A step, a path, hardly told, Of what torments deep insid...

The Fleeting Nature of Words

Words flutter, light as wings, Leave the lips in quiet rings,
Yet in their flight, through skies unknown, They change, transformed, befo...

Chastity

A cage of steel, a muted cry, Bound tight in shadow, stripped of flame,
Desire locked, the heart denied - Each fleeting breath just feed...

Calendar 2025 A2 landscape

Experience surreal perspectives and poetic image compositions through twelve impressive shots that merge the beauty of nature with the hu...

Calendar 2025 A2 portrait

Explore surreal perspectives and poetic imagery through twelve stunning compositions that merge the beauty of nature with the human form....

Red silk on black stone

Red silk on black stone, Gaze that burns through rugged cliffs, Nature’s soft allure

The maiden stands in dawn’s first light

Trinity

In the holy trinity of woman, the cyclical nature of life is revealed: The Maiden, the Mother, and the Wise Crone

Surreality

A surreal view of reality is the key to the hidden garden of our subconscious, where thoughts and emotions bloom in unexpected forms.

Morning Coffee with Maja

Where light and shadow dance

In a space where light and shadow dance, it is the depth of darkness that teaches us the true beauty of light.

Take me to the Ocean

Three stand by the sea

Metamorphosis

The past often resembles a dark, old closet that confines us, taking away our breath and the light to see. To break free from it and init...

All the birds have flown away - Fogged

All the birds have flown away, and silence sets in. The mind is fogged, it's dark and warm, comfortable and pleasant. But this silence, t...