The truth about me is rather boring.
Only the rumors are interesting.

My pictures make no sense, and they serve no higher purpose. They show neither skill nor taste. They are merely a desperate attempt to do justice to the depicted beauty.

Although I don't see particularly well, but I see the world through my eyes. Especially the beauty in it. That's why I enjoy taking pictures, even though I am completely talentless. With a camera, a black one. I've attached an impressive phallic symbol to it, the largest and most expensive I could find. Not to impress models, of course. No, just to know where the front is. Besides, I am an impatient and opinionated grumbler who likes to torment his models. Fortunately, they are always too far away anyway.

Anyone who can prove their qualifications to actively perform a meaningful function and contribute to the success of the shoot, such as a makeup artist, hairdresser, or stylist, is always welcome on the set. However, inconspicuous people in the background who are just there, not wearing a fedora or trench coat, almost ruin every picture and have to be painstakingly retouched in post-processing. My studio is not a waiting room, and I don't offer free workshops. Stands have proven to be excellent for holding my reflectors. I have two left hands myself, so I can do without more. If I ever need someone to help me cross the street, I'll be old enough to make my own choice.

A trustworthy collaboration with me offers limitless possibilities and is not a big deal at all! If you're not a pigeon nut and don't belong to the megalomaniac teenagers or the reality-detached housewives, just send me a postcard with your suggestions and patiently wait for my response. However, please refrain from unscrupulous inquiries; such will end up in the trash unread!

Some exhibitions on radio.

Photoshoot with Jane Doe.

Déjeneur avec Roy Stuart a Paris.

VOGUE Italy

U'NiQ Magazine

and others

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