Life doesn’t owe you certainty. Only the chance to choose. If you want guarantees, don’t call it freedom. 2026.

Have you ever noticed that people respond more to acceptance than to hope? I have the feeling they’re tired of hearing, “You can achieve anything you want” or “It will get better.” Or maybe hope is exactly what drives people? What is your opinion / experience?

Currently reviewing collaboration proposals for 2026. If you have suggestions or a proposal, feel free to send me a DM.

Many are no longer looking for “more.” They are looking for real. For something that touches them at the core. For something that stays when everything else falls silent. Can you relate?

„Shift“ (2nd part pf our „Aftermath“-Series)

AI Generated Vs. Real. What is what? Do you notice the difference?

Aftermath. Is celebration what remains? #BlueSkyArtShow #OpenHouse

Perfect imperfection on a cozy morning. Time for a shower… and a coffee.

You don’t need a map or meaning just the courage to come down ‘Cause the life you’re chasing somewhere has been waiting on the ground. Time won’t save you Time won’t guide you… but your courage might.

You can be married, employed, committed to a thousand roles… but you still owe yourself a life that’s yours. Married or not. Employee or not. Loved or not. Your individuality is not optional.

You are free, even when you sometimes fall, because you live… against the rest of the world. And I’m with you… because you rise. You’re stronger than the silence you are in.

Between the inhale and the exhale… there’s that quiet space where control pretends to exist. But isn’t control just an illusion? #RealMe

From an early age, we’re forced into patterns. Family. Society. Morality. Especially women learn quickly what’s “allowed”… and what’s not. But freedom begins the moment you step out of all of it. Break the Frame. #RealMe #BreakTheFrame #FineArtPhotography #ContemporaryArt #FemaleEmpowerment

They told her not to dream too loud
To make them proud by standing down.
They drew the lines and shaped her skin until she fit their version in. But now I call her by her name
She is not gone, she never fled
She’s just the part I left for dead
Echoes in the frame… 
Begin to glow… and burn the shame

Between what’s revealed and what remains untold… lies the truth we rarely face. The body speaks softly when the mind finally stops pretending. #RealMe #fineart #fineartphotography

Three roles. One woman. “Triptych of Her” Portable-Art Collector’s Edition (13×18 cm) Each set includes three Fine-Art prints: The Worker, The Mother, The Lover Hand-signed. Numbered. Certificate of Authenticity. Limited to 50 sets worldwide. Available for reservation now.

My edition for elegant @mimi1992.bsky.social

Just a reminder: Even monsters don’t have time for bullshit. #RealMe

Some don’t need fangs to be vampires. They just keep sucking the life out of their own dreams while hiding from the light. But transformation begins only when you dare to face it. Happy Halloween #RealMe

On its way to New Zealand. Limited Collectors-Edition. 100 x 70 cm Signed, numbered and with certificate of authenticity. Printed on Hahnemühle Photo-Rag

A simple Rainy-Sunday-Mood-Selfie. Just to say HELLO #RealMe

They said you were wrong. So you learned to disappear. They called it maturity. Built a temple of silence and called it choice. Built a cage from virtue and called it peace. What if you’ve never been alone… just filled with voices… not your own? #RealMe

Just me.

We need to trust in ourselves and our ability to create the miracles we seek. It's about turning doubt into curiosity and triggering the transformation within us. You are the miracle you've been waiting for. #RealMe

Naked wall. Naked truth. It’s never about breaking the wall. Sometimes you have to strip it all to find your grip. #RealMe

Where the Water Remembers Chaos versus Silence. Fusion. Within. #RealMe

People keep asking why life doesn’t change. Simple: they never change the information running them… inherited across generations, shaping their lives from within. Different actions. Same storage. Same loops. Question is: whose story are you living? #RealMe

On a non-visible layer, we constantly exchange with everything around us. Exchange drains more than you notice. Step into nature… and you’ll remember what it means to recharge. Crowds drain. Have you felt it? #RealMe

You think you choose. You don’t. It’s programs that decide. Inherited, stored, repeated… and still you call it free will. Look closer, and you’ll see you’ve never been in control. Read again. #RealMe

If prosperity knows no contrast, disorientation arises. And where there is no orientation, extremes grow. Is that the price of the “good life”? Do you see this too… or differently? #RealMe

There is a door with no frame. A step beyond what they can name. You don’t return the same… you rise in ashes, not in shame. Would you dare to open that door? #RealMe

Life whispers before it screams. Cracks before collapse. Discomfort before disaster. You wait. Too busy. Too tired. Too broke. Too “not now.” Until the rock hits. When action is no longer a choice. Only then, they move. What are you still waiting for? #RealMe

Years ago, I felt trapped… running in circles. What I’ve learned: If body and mind are capable of creating blockages… they are just as capable of dissolving them. Transformation can happen in silence and without force. Inner freedom begins the moment you dare to step outside the frame. #RealMw

Two parts of You: The ‘you’ and the ‘YOU’. ‘you’ took command. Raised in walls of Stone. An algorithm of fear… but unaware of ’YOU’ And ‘YOU’… remains silent. But sometimes it makes itself known. In a whisper. In a feeling. A call from the deep. It holds the key to inner freedom. #RealMe

What if all the pieces were never far away? Then the answer was never outside. Not in books. Not in people. Not in God. What if your pain is the echo of a system that stored everything inside you? Then your whole story was a mistake. You were never lost. You just ignored yourself. #RealMe

How naked is “naked”? Maybe it’s not about skin at all. Maybe it’s about presence. About visibility. About truth. #RealMe

Some walls are built so subtly that we mistake them for home. But all they do is keep us from breathing freely. Have you recognized your invisible walls yet? #RealMe

Transformation begins the moment you stop looking back… and leap beyond the shadows. Not with effort… but with truth. Perhaps there is a part of you that knows more than your mind ever could? #RealMe

The body doesn’t lie. It repeats… until you listen. Until you let go. Real transformation begins when you dare to trust the unknown. Do you feel it? #RealMe

They say they want change. Long for it. But when the train finally arrives… they hesitate, escape, or freeze. Not because it’s wrong… …but because they no longer know who they’d be without their old pain. And because being broken is at least familiar. #RealMe

If your self-worth depends on being better than others… you’re not healing. You’re competing. ⠀ There are no blockages. You simply carry information that hasn’t yet realized it’s allowed to be released. ⠀ Maybe that’s the one still fighting. Release. Step up. #RealMe

Some days I wear strength like a crown. Others… I wear silence like skin. But the body speaks. Always. You just forgot how to hear it. Start listening. Or it will scream. #RealMe

My body may seduce. But it’s my words that haunt your comfort zones… and my action that sets you free. #RealMe

Fascinating what people notice… And what they never even question. I open the gate to freedom… But all you see is the bikini? #RealMe

Wherever shadows appear, light is never far. But… you have to be still enough to see it. #RealMe

Who wants to join? #RealMe

The essential begins right where the visible ends. Have you ever wondered what lies beyond what your eyes can see? #RealMe