Everything that is red bellow, has been cut out or moderated. Hi Alexander I just saw your work on a set (boxing *referring to a fight club pics *) and find very cool what you do. I don’t know if your still in Chile, have the time or are interested in another photo shoot, but I figured I continue reading ...

A few days ago, when I got stuck in Peru, I posted an emergency message on a forum and some Peruvian people have reached out their hands in order to help me. One of these guys was Paulo. He offered me to stay in his hostel for free.. which is very noble and kind of him! Meanwhile, as my dear continue reading ...

Fight Club, making of ..in pictures. Street fighting women. Santiago, Chile. My bank card is lost. It’s gone… My throat hurts as hell and I’m sneezing like a dork. My ears and nose are clogged, so I can hardly breath and I can’t hear a sh*t. And crossing the streets in continue reading ...

Many people are poor (at least they don’t have as many valuable material things as we in Western counries do), the winter days are cold and yet these people are happy and they laugh. That amazes me over and over again. When my showers are cold and I lose my bank card, I say f*ck!, I also continue reading ...

The Dutch models magazine “Face & Figure” has approached me to give a couple of make-up / hands on / workshops, during their promotional Event at “Beursplaza”, World Fashion Center, in Amsterdam. The Event is gonna be on 28 and 29 of November, this year. Then continue reading ...

On 9/11 my hotel stuff warned me kindly not to go out that night. I didn’t understand what the lady was talking about at once and asked some guy in hotel to translate, but the guy was too drunk and made it only worse for me to understand. So far I understood, what she was saying (in continue reading ...

We lose things in our daily life very often, let alone when we travel. As the matter of fact, when we travel, we lose things very frequently. At least, it happens to me all the time. Very annoying something. Alright, here comes my “top 7 list” of things that I’m losing most continue reading ...

Leaving New Zealand was… hmmm. I don’t know. Let’s say funny. After about 12 hours bus ride, from Wellington to Auckland, I bumped at some hostel with my luggage. It was 8.30 in the evening. Christina was sitting at the stairs in a front of hostel and drinking red wine. Her: continue reading ...

Have you ever thought what would makeup be called if the word itself wasn’t coined at all? And, how would women flaunt their joie de vivre lips if the lip gloss wasn’t invented at all? Also, how would the actors look without the shades of cosmetic greasepaint that is quintessential for their continue reading ...

Meeting Stella* was rough but to the point. While buying a second hand mobile phone at Santiago’s Santo Domingo market, as the one I already had wasn’t compatible for South America, she suddenly nested her a$$ aggressively between me and the sales guy. She cut me off and interrupted continue reading ...