dann und wann

On the 10th of March 2012 my father died. Then I begun this diary to take a photo most every day last year to tell him about my life.

With each day and each photo I hoped the sadness and emptiness might go away so that something new could begin in my life behind the grief. He told me to do so- so I did what he had told me: When I was 7 or something I was very afraid to die one day. It was the first time I noticed we all need to die some day. So my dad had told me everything needs to die to be born again and to enjoy each day with all the love and enjoyment you have.