I'm working on the book now, and somehow this is constantly banging in my ears!

I'm back here for now...

It looks like the last time I was here it was 2007... Feeling is better so I might stick to bn23 for the time being.

Other side of the mirror.

It is natural, when you live in environment filled by photographers, to become one of their subjects. Strange feeling it is at the beginning. You used to photograph people, and you used to work with them until they forget about your camera, until their impassivity . Strange feeling it is, to be on the other side of the mirror. Because you think like a photographer, and sometimes you can't keep your mouth shut. Photographers, I, don't like to hear how do they suppose to work, at the time of 'doing it'... They, I, do not like to hear "look there is a photograph" or [maybe more] "do this, do that"...

Finally, but it is taking time, you are forgetting about your illnes - 'he know what he is doing' you think 'he is the photographer, isn't he?' Stupid enough I love pictures taken of me by others...

by Luca Giacosa

by Joni Karanka

by Maciek Dakowicz

New beginning

My English is crap or not good enough, however you call it. I decide to try to write my blog in this language because my friends, mates, contacts, people I know lets say, can't understand the old stuff. I'm not killing it. I have to feed two kids now and I can handle it [hopefully].