a fun and spontaneous shoot with the beautiful johanna, a sixteen-year old free spirit and fashion blogger.
styled by herself, shot in a stranger's courtyard in the old town.
|making friends with strangers|
|the barbeque throne of steel and wood|
|my pretty friend|
|royal portrait with a cat|
|k in the botanic gardens|
|the scarlet fields|
|and our favourite city smells like summer|
|when the evening covers the sky we'd look at the stars|
|and count all the cloud animals that float above,|
with our fingers reaching for the branches
|and the wild youth gets drunk of cheap wine and early summer|
|"i am the needle, and you the record, and when we touch, the night is music between us"|
|and i will find you in the wasteland of your mind when the night comes falling from the sky|
|i love being on the road with you, because then i don't miss anything|
|the little flower in her mother's womb, tiny baby me at 14 weeks.|
|possibly about two years old, with my first paintings,|
arranged nicely by my mama.
|"draw me like one of your french girls."|
|quite possibly the strangest photo from my childhood, |
i don't remember why i have a picture with a monkey.
|i had grown to 100 centimeters and my parents decided to buy me |
lots of balloons to celebrate it. man, i loved balloons.
look at that fiery little lion.
|charming the kindergarten photographer with my panda bear.|