“They welcomed me and then oddly warned me the hotel was haunted, especially my room, then wished me a good night.”
A journey through Iran’s present and past, and its future hopes, from the perspective of a Leipzig-based Frenchwoman.
To say that football in Brazil is a religion is an understatement, but it is also at the heart of its politics.
As more and more goths begin to descend from the unseasonably darkening skies above Leipzig airport, anticipation in the city rises to a level that may actually be tactile. Leipzig is about to be rocked once again by alternative music’s most famous summer holiday.
Maps reflect the lived – or purely imagined – world of a city’s inhabitants.
On her transition into adulthood, she lent a French Polynesian tattoo artist a piece of her skin for his art, and ended up part of the living archive at Leipzig’s Grassi Museum – connecting with her own history and others’ in ways she couldn’t have imagined.