Read this article in DeutschI don’t know what fascinates me more about the Botanical Garden: the immersion in another world? The impressive abundance of plants, as if the houses, like a desperate Noah’s Ark, try to squeeze every unknown species into the last corner? The aesthetic contrast of many, natural greens to modern, cold steel beams? The beautiful, tall domes and tropical birds? Maybe it is also the pleasant warmth or the nostalgic wanderlust that every botanical garden is what I like. Reasons enough for a shoot in the Botanical Garden! Because the fact is, nowhere in Berlin can you be so beautiful. A kick in these halls and you are actually no longer in Berlin. You are in a crazy little Ark where South America is five steps and an automatic sliding door from Southeast Asia.
Shoot in the botanical garden
I had long felt like a shoot in the botanical garden here in Berlin – with the wonderful Annette I finally finally set off. The first look from our greenhouse shoot can be seen today: this time quite relaxed with white jeans shorts in the used look, my bright Converse and the T-shirt in soft nude tones. A relaxed, natural and bright look with a pinch of Nerd for the perfectly dreamy Tumblr aesthetic.
Used Look Jeans jacket: Fleamarket in Bangkok
Used Look denim shorts: Missguided
Coral necklace: DIY
Ring & Tree of life necklace: Asia
Life Update – Guess who’s back
You might have already asked yourself where I am. Flushed from the Berlin rain? In the title I promised a life update. Since I started writing a personal monthly recap at the end of each month, this is going to be a bit shorter because you hear more in a week.
Do you know that if you want to change so much and most like everything at once? But every single change is not even between lunch and eve snack to reach, so kill your self-searched tasks and you just do nothing, except feel uncomfortable with the overall situation? I sleep until 12 o’clock and am still exhausted. I am so exhausted every day that I have already gone to the doctor. However, I do not know my laboratory results yet, since his consultation is only available until 12 o’clock (Oh the irony). A fixed goal for tomorrow: I set an alarm clock early. I could write “Demotiviert” with Edding on the forehead. I am on job search and it is not even that I get cancellations or find nothing suitable. I feel overwhelmed by the idea of being grown up enough to become part of a system I never wanted to be part of. Couple vacation week in the year, performance pressure and hierarchies in the office. Work for other people as a small gear so that the state can reap my taxes to squander them for bullshit. I’d rather already plan my next, monthly African safari. Somehow I’m simply a dreamer.
First I was in the hospital because of a belly reflection, then I made with friends for a short vacation in a durchgestallten “Horrorhaus” on Usedom, then I was because of complications again in the hospital. I fell in love with the horror house. No internet, no network. Only this old rectory opposite an 800 year old church, between a well like The Ring and a small cemetery, on which stands a large, rotten angel. I’ve never seen a house that could be so good as a Horrorfilm. Nevertheless, I have not slept so well for a long time as there. It was this social media detox, all of which are always so swarming. Our days were so natural, simple, and beautiful that I had to wonder inevitably whether I needed anything more to live. I was there so far away from some new sneakers in my Instagram Explore feed. It is quite ironic that everything we have built up on top of our natural needs takes us something rather than give us something.
For a few days, I seriously thought about never blogging again and just spending some time in the country.
That’s why you haven’t read anything from me for so long. But well, guess who’s back.