
I wish you a great New Year, filled with memories. They may be good or bad but will be an enrichment of your character and strength if you chose to. Remember that everything is a process, sometimes changes might take a lot of time and every day of your life is a step in that journey. Neither does the world change only because some numbers in our calender changed and there are a lot of things happening that are completely out of our control. But there is so much hope in all the people who decide to conquer the world with love, wisdom, faith and understanding. And thanks to everyone who has still stood by my side this year and giving me feedback on my work, much love to you!
I spent some great days in Switzerland to visit a friend and this beautiful country for the first time. This is the Lake Zug right when the sun was setting. It was so peaceful and calm, barely any other people than us. I want to conserve this feeling for a while.

The beach where the Cape Coast Castle is located, one of the most touristic places in Cape.

Only the facades of the Castle were white and pretty. It told the stories of millions of slaves, maybe some of my ancestors, who were raped, tortured or murdered here.

The officials lived in a beautiful room with this view over the beach, played games and drunk all night while human beings suffered a few meters beneath them.


After the slaves passed this gate, they were sold and shipped to different places never got back to Ghana to see their family again.


We climbed and old tower that served as a watch and defending point for the colonizers. The view was amazing - to see how the architecture is far more than little shantys but really komplex buildings.

The canals were often just beside the street and I prayed not to fall into these little garbage rivers.

We had the pleasure to experience the Cape Coast Festival and this was shot on Orange Friday.

Everyone wore orange, there was a huge roadmarch and like on the days of the one-week-festival, a lot of music and dancing.


On the last day, there was a traditional roadmarch where the chiefs and their entourage came with lots of dancers in traditional clothes.

They were all extemely shocked to see...

...one of these men on stilts passing a little child to another one.

Soundsystems, afrobeats, all day all night, everywhere you go.
Memories of my walks with Celine around beautiful Greenwhich University buildings in last March.






I spent three days in Ghana's Volta Region where my father is from. It was a whole new world. I didn't understand any word around me, because in this region the main language is Ewe and not Twi, what my parents normally spoke at home. I met one uncle at the station who brought me to the house where my father's family grew up. It was a huge area, which provided space for 10 people and a lot of animals were still there. I also met another uncle's wife and my teenage boy cousin, who was an awesome one to spend time with. He also accompanied me and my friend to the waterfall "Wli", the highest waterfall in Western Africa.


















































