Dżo. She looks like a girl, but she’s a fox. And she makes the most perfect breakfasts.

Christmas at Niebowo. Time passes slowly. At dusk we steal a small pine tree from the nearby forest. Someone has to prepare the fish. The lights don’t work so throw them away. On the Christmas day we go for a walk in an unexplored part of the forest and find a scenic railway bridge. We visit our friends. There’s food, music, warmth and moonshine. Time passes slowly.

I converted my bathroom/darkroom into a darkroom/bathroom. If I don’t print at least once a week, please kick me.

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Work is never ending, but at least satisfying.

3AM, Flickr, Masterchef Junior and jam sandwiches. Another batch of photos finished; I thought I’d share them with you before I fall asleep from exhaustion.

I miss the old Madrid days. Three years ago I decided, for some reason, to get myself stranded in the middle of Spain, with nothing else but my backpack, camera and an absurd amount of black & white film. Not having the comfort of easy internet access, living in hostels, I wandered the city for days – thinking, observing, expecting to gain some kind of epiphany or insight – the kind you get on spiritual trips. I miss these days. I miss the simplicity of life, the comfort of being able to think about just one thing at a time, the lack of distractions, burdens of a 9-5 job, bills and and people in general. I miss the single-track life I had for a brief while.

Tonight was Flickr, Masterchef Junior, jam sandwiches, Lightroom, Facebook, Tumblr, tea and anxiety. Ringing in my ears. That’s way too much clutter for a sensitive mind like mine.

A little photoshoot with my friend Kasia Płachta. We’re chronically sleep deprived, so nothing ambitious; just testing the new black background (I should’ve bought it ages ago) and some random outfits.

(amateur geology with Karolina Stokłosa)

There’s an art performer in my house. Someone call the police?

Niebowo, 2015.