If I do it in the middle of the day in a social period of my life, I think in words, and feel myself as a part of my social circle, which quickly transforms into a bigger web, with all the other living human beings. In a matter of split seconds, the dead, the trees, […]
x Read more xExactly seven days ago I took my small suitcase, latest best friend and existential crisis and got on a plane to Paris with a one way ticket, 130 Euros and 18 copies of my zine. Now you don’t need to be a well-travelled and well-read genius to know that Paris is no place for poor […]
x Read more xI have this strong urge to start the list with my laptop so that I can keep watching Season 4 of The Good Wife (not even Game of Thrones like all you cool kids out there) but I’ll let it go. Travelling the world alone… Sounds great. I’m up for it. But I’m afraid my […]
x Read more xIt was the evening of the day the Stanford rape victims statement went viral. I was on my way home, passing through Alexanderplatz to change trains. At the entrance of the station lay a woman in her late twenties like a big, dead letter X. Alexanderplatz is like the Times Square of New York City, […]
x Read more x“My first instict was to take a picture. Yes, I am a photographer” Human relationships are not easy, which is why I had not left my flat in three days until I saw Úlfar’s photograph on a Berlin Facebook page I follow. We forget, project, reject, ignore, betray and dissapoint each other. We lack and […]
x Read more xYou turn on the light, sit down and look at yourself in the mirror. You see dark circles, some wrinkles, summer freckles. You have a new spot, few marks from old spots. You haven’t picked your eyebrows in a while. The area above your lips is not hairless either. You remember the time he said […]
x Read more xLiving in Berlin is like being in an endless dream. It has always been a haven to me, and many others like me, les désorientés. I know it. I can feel it. What else can be the reason behind all those people staring at ugly construction sites in Neukölln corners with Champagnne glasses in their […]
x Read more x(Spoiler Alert: İt Smells Like Teen Spirit) Write the magic word down and send it. There are no other four letters that follow one another so beautifully into freedom. Q-U-I-T. Do it. They have been lying to you all along. You have been scared for nothing. Let me tell you the truth about quitting. They […]
x Read more xIoana Cristina Casapu is the Managing Director of Berlin Art Parasites. Journalist, creative director and fashion photographer. She began experimenting with Polaroid film in 2013. Her work was featured in Cake Magazine (UK), Confashion (PL), JUTE (US), Polaroid of the Day (ES), Feature Shoot, Cultartes and others. She is the co-owner of Retro Future media […]
x Read more xDear Sister, The one I love the most on Earth; (except mom, just accept that I love her a little more, you always had a thing for dad and I’m okay with that) I know you would prefer if I didn’t put my soul and our story out here like I do but sister this […]
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