After two and a half month in Nanjing, China, I had to leave the country. I would say its the first time, that I would like to stay at a place longer and get even deeper into society and peoples mind. Well, “it is what it is” as a famous Chinese-American girl said once. I’m back in Hong Kong now and tried first to use couchsurfing.com again. I met a nice guy who invited me to stay at his place until 2 minutes before I was supposed to meet him: He canceled the hosting and apologized hard. Anyways. So I needed to search after my 27 hours trip, from Nanjing to Hong Kong on a hard seat, another 2 hours for the cheapest hostel in town, what I finally found: 60 HKD a night in a 16-bed-dormitory in famous Chung King Mansion. I didn’t give up on couchsurfing and kept on searching. Finally a nice guy answered me only 6 minutes after my request and offered me even more as expected. So, now I am in his apartment, had a shower, WiFi and a bed. Thanks a lot. I don’t really know how long I can stay here. I didn’t even see him yet. haha. Yes, I threw the key in the mailbox, so I can get myself into the apt. However, I’m going to hang out with way more people as last time in Hong Kong and that’s cooooool. Tonight I gonna meet him due his training of unicycle hockey: crazy stuff. So, until my flight goes to Seattle to see my love, I will enjoy Hong Kong on a really small budget, because I totally underestimated the prices in Hong Kong. Ok. Enough for now. Oh, one more ok?!:
People of the world. People of China. People of Nanjing. I miss you.
Well, since the exhibition was cool and I did not have something like a speech, and the owners somehow didn’t really care anymore all of a sudden about the speech and the party, I just tried to enjoyed showing people around, tell them some stuff about the pictures and drank beer which tastes horrible. To save you from a bad imagination and pictures from friends of mine you never saw before, just look at the picture below and enjoy the smile of those wonderful ladies I met 4 days ago in a poor neighborhood in Nanjing. Although you actually never saw those women before as well, I considered its much more worth instead of show drunken people who are playing with cameras. Thanks. Flo
tonight is the night. I will have my first exhibition in a restaurant/bar called BEHIND THE WALL here in Nanjing and its very nice, like Christmas. Tomorrow I will show you some photos on my blog about da party. Its nice to know that I reached a point with my pictures where people like to show my work. And I feel save enough now with my pictures. Creating a certain style with my pictures which is not only about photoshop. yeah. Today, I also delivered the pictures I took for the local Nanjing magazine MAP about living in Nanjing, displayed on my blog in the beginning of September. nice. hello life, hello love.
Its a bit like in the German board game Scotland Yard when Mr. X shows up only every 6 moves. Since I lost my last pair of contacts I came back to glasses.
As most of you know I am european and I’ve got a lot of chances in my life, because I am from there. I never had to worry about a food crisis, war or human disasters. I have grown up in a country which is well known for good education and an open source for information which is not self-evident all over the world as you certainly know. And as a matter of fact, being a european, I see my responsibility to report western developed countries and nations what is happening in other parts of our world, like in Darfur, Birma, Tibet, Vietnam, Cambodia, Kashmir, Irak, Iran, Afghanistan and many other countries in the world dealing with conflicts, in order to think about us as a planet and not us as a country, city or even human being. I am not there yet to report from those places, because I haven’t got the right education, contacts and information to work as a photojournalist and cover stories around the world to show them to the people of europe and the united states. Maybe its still an excuse though for my inability to go finally this way, because of doubt and fears. I know that the excitement in doing this work will be stronger as the fear one day and I feel sure and competent enough to do so.
What I realize more and more that this is the work I need to do in my life and I am trying to achieve this state of being to tell one day what is going on from places we don’t know about, but caused often by our nations in its origins. I guess I am still afraid to accept that I want to do this, which is followed by the circumstance not to have a life I thought once I have: 3 children, a nice house, a well payed job and a cool wife. However, the more I am traveling the more I feel that I need this challenge to do this work to keep myself alive.
Deep in my heart the decision is made to be a photojournalist. I just need to find my way to it.