The Polar Vortex, a constant taste of blood in my mouth.

March 1st. I left The Netherlands in a spring state; blossom in my pear tree. We had the mildest winter ever. Not 1 inch of snow in 6 months. Detroit, here I am. I wrestle myself a way through the snow, ice paths and the biting cold. Most of the time I spend inside the house, reading, editing and writing. When I go out for groceries I walk because there's no way I can ride my bike. Once back in the warm house my nose starts bleeding instantly. I believe my body never was in such barbaric temperatures before. 

R.I.P. Selim Lemouchi

I took this picture of Selim at the Paaspop Festival in Schijndel in 2012. He was performing with his band The Devils Blood, an occult rock band from Eindhoven, The Netherlands. He chooses to step out this life at the age of 33. He will stay in my mind as a very special gifted artist.

Signs from different senders.

I collected a few signs I've seen in the streets of New Orleans. Send out by the government, church, shops or citizens.

Roadtrip Detroit > New Orleans