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Many years ago i started drawing where ever i went to instead of using my camera. The camera made me in a way stay outside reality. I was behind the lenses watching the life passing by and I was absent.
With my pencils, water colors and my pen i was able to feel the atmosphere, the forms, the shades of nature in another way.
When I now go back to those diary-books I'm able to recall the feelings of that moments in a more human way. The sketches are not a perfect reflection of a place or people but my own perception of a moment.
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