The Hand. Hold up to the appropriate supports. The jolts of the bus are the metaphor of our life, of racism, of sovereignism, of divisions… Hold up!
Do you like Chignon? There are different types, high or low, simple or twisted. If the neck is perfect, as in our case, it can become extremely sensual. I shot a moment of youth and beauty in a bus. Perhaps we should look around and take our eyes off the smartphone
Isola Tiberina or Divisions. A railing, a river. Sometimes it takes light to look for unity
I call this photo Die Sonne because in German the sun is feminine. I took this picture secretly, on the bus. The strength of the sun and the brooding face of the girl intrigued me. And her face seemed to become sun itself
Actually you can meet wonderful people on the buses. The Musician is one of them