burn diary posts
Empty beds, sheets and white linen must be one of the most photographed objects. The morning after, the absence of the other, the marks he left, the smell. Empty beds tell stories of lovers and of solitude, of melancholy. The best stories deriver from your pain, pain would be a poet, drawing the most impressive …
A friend of mine stepped on our balcony and said “wow,this makes you fall in love with Buenos Aires again”. Now we’re sitting here and talking about this – how the magic of the city captures you. Buenos Aires breathes love. Love is a big theme here, life is hard, reality is cruel but love …
Friday night is about to begin, a week has passed. A lover’s kiss and we set out into the dark, to travel in space and to dance to unknown rhythms. “En las profundidades del mundo existen espacios muy grandes”, escribe Jaime Saenz, “quien sabe con qué secreto deseo, de llegar a saber quién sabe qué.” …
The Cabildo and Plaza de Mayo. A strange mix of tourists, office workers and history gather at this most famous spot of Buenos Aires. The city’s story seems to breath in every corner and if you close your eyes you might find yourself hundreds of years ago when this was unknown territory, inhabited by natives, …
“This is Major Tom to Ground Control.I’m stepping through the doorand I’m floating in a most peculiar way and the stars look very different today.” (David Bowie) I have seen a movie about cosmic collisions in the Planetarium in Buenos Aires. How little important we are, just some spot on a huge map of little …
The last photo Nancy has of her father was in frond of this trees. He was a metal worker and the trees are in the backyard of an old factory. And it’s the place where she feels close to him. Today I accompanied her to take these photos for my series. It was partially clouded …
Like every country also Argentina has it’s dark spots in history. This is Nancy. She’s a daughter of one of the 30000 ‘desaparecidos’, missing persons from Argentina’s dictatorship from 1976-83. She was 12 years old when her father José was abducted, a rifle put in her stomach because she won’t stop screaming by an uniformed …
A woman goes for a walk with her baby in the afternoon sun in the city center of Buenos Aires, being observed by a stencil. In autumn, sun draws large heavy shadows that seem to swallow the people walking through the streets. This is Sarah Pabst, @_sarahpabst_ for @burndiary showing you fragments of my life …
“Roaring dreams take place in a perfectly silent mind. Now that we know this throw the raft away.” (Jack Kerouac) Love makes you vulnerable. At a certain age we all wear our backpack of broken stories, damaged hopes and little wounds time has given us through the experience of life. When we meet someone, we …
“Since I have been born I’ve slept more than a 10000 times but I’ve never dreamt of flying.” That’s how a Japanese movie starts that we saw the other night. And I noticed that I never dreamt of flying. When night falls I stand on our balcony and watch the city calm down. Only the …
