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Stories from around the world patiently told in transmedia narratives

HOPE

THE BEAUTY OF THE WORLD

Endless

AN EXPLORATION OF A NEW KIND OF MUSIC GATHERING.

||| Tehran |||

Concrete and abstract memories from an islamic funeral on the graveyard of Tehran.

V05August 2016 / Tehran, Iran

~:~BLACK MAGIC BABY JESUS ~:~

Follo us deep into the ancient cultures of a forgotten island in the South Pacific.

V04October 2016 / Gaua Island, Vanuatu

``Mount Yasur''

A  journey across Tanna Island right into the soul of the holy volcano.

V03October 2015 / Tanna Island, Vanuatu

~~~ Open Ocean ~~~

Fifteen days on the open ocean aboard “Noalani”

V02 / July 2015 / South Pacific Ocean

/// Nowhere to Go

An encounter the the greek-turkish border.

V01 December 2014 / Edirne, Turkey

GAUA II ◊ Pig Joys (Poem)

Pigs traditionally have an important role in Vanuatu’s kastom system. They are one of the few animals that have not been imported by the Europeans. A poem for these wonderful animals.

Watermusic ◊ X

Endlessly they play the water with their hands, they slap and hit, they play and laugh. All day, in the shadow of the big trees, in the river or the ocean or where the two meat.

SKTTRBRAIN ◊ VIII

Domestic violence is a present issue in many countries around the world. In Vanuatu many women, children and animals are subjected to violence on the daily basis. And they stay. They find a way to deal with it, to accept it and to still smile.

عدم

Die Geschichte einer Beerdigung. Der kühle Wind streicht über meine schweißnasse Stirn. Der metallische Gesang tost in ohrenbetäubenden Wellen über die Grabeswüste. Klagende Wogen, den Verlust der Mutter und den Schmerz der Hinterbliebenen besingend, verhallen im...

GAUA IV ◊ The Christmas Charols of Namasari

With a head full of thoughts about missionaries and sinners I find the way to my hammock. My belly is once again full with grey juice and some maniok. Sleep envelops me soon after I lie down. No dreams come to me on this night. Only heavy ideas and a deep satisfaction...

AVER ◊ Christmas Songs ◊ VI

My head is full of streams of thoughts about the disappearing island life and cultural genocides. I slowly fade into a deep, dreamful sleep. Responsibility and powerlessness fight their endless game.

◊ GAUA I ◊ full moon christmas

Every night the people of Vanuatu indulge in a ritual, they give themselves into the hands of a numbing root that grows up in the mountainous regions. Silently they drink the grey juice and connect with the sprits of the bush, their ancestors.

A DREAM ◊ XVI

5 weeks I spent on an island called GAUA. A wild, strong, spiritual island. It became home. This is a DREAM.

Breath.

Slowly the wind is picking up and everyone starts making breakfast of course. As our sails and steering dont break anymore, I feel we are slowly arriving in proper sailing mode. Cruising, reading, working the boat, eating and sleeping. Kat makes oats with dates,...

GAUA III ◊ Baby Jesus

Since centuries christian missionaries are traveling to the most rural places in the world to convert heathens into tamely believers. What legacy do 500 years of proselytisation leave behind? A two-part experience on a small island in the South Pacific. Part One.

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