Tony Federico "Italian Polaroid"

"Italian Polaroid"

by

Tony Federico

February - April 2022 / Kaffeemitte Berlin

Through 18 Polaroids, Tony Federico tells the story of his coming of age. Already as a teenager, he immersed himself in the glamorous world of the prêt-à-porter industry - whose driving force is the Milano Fashion Week.

Sucked in by fast money, career and ecstasy of the jet set, Tony Federico lost his footing after about 10 years as leading backstage photographer. His family and a move to Berlin saved his life.

Thank you for your trust and the courage to tell your personal story. The path from driver to permanent inventory of the Milano Fashion Week gave us an insight into a strange world - a little glimpse behind the scenes and a reminder that it is never too late for a happy youth.

"Specchio"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 1999

“I took this picture at a Jill Sander show during Milano Fashion Week. The model had just finished with makeup and was still standing in front of the mirror and she looks if everything is right. I had to think of the fairytale about the girl who asks the mirror who is the Most Beautiful in all the land. I took my brand new Polaroid camera and clicked.

Between 1995 and 2010 my workplace has been the backstage of the Prêt-à-porter fashion world. First as a driver and later as a photographer for magazines and newspapers. Most photographers rushed from one show to the next during Fashion Week, took a few pictures and were gone again. I was mostly at one show or with a model the entire time. We ate together, smoked and chatted. I was the first to arrive in the morning and the last to leave in the evening. That's why I had a good relationship with the models, the designers and the crew. It wasn't necessarily efficient, but I had a great time and I made new friends.

That's the base of this series. And this picture, the girl in the mirror, is the first picture of this collection - it's from 1999. That day I had the camera brand new and I wanted to try it out. I planned to have a lot of light in the shot, so I went to the make-up table - and there she was. I liked the result so much that backstage Polaroids became a personal project over the years - they became my free playground.”

"Bianca Balti in Pink"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2004

“Bianca Balti is a top model, an Italian top model. She came to the fashion world after she was discovered at a supermarket close to Milano, where she was working as a cashier. She is one of the colleagues from that time with whom I am still in contact today. After almost 20 years and a couple of children we both had, we are still in touch.

This image was taken at the Enrico Coveri show, it was just before Bianca went on stage. The situation was hectic, everyone was getting ready right behind the curtains and lining up. Bianca was standing in a dark corner looking at her wonderful feather dress and she gently wiggled her hips to make the dress move. When you walk on a catwalk, the movements are strictly scripted; after all, it's about the clothes. So the models have to move a certain way for the clothes to follow a certain way. The same is true for us photographers, of course. It's all about the clothes - the models, no matter how beautiful they are, no matter how much we might like them as a person or how interesting we find them. We're in love with the spontaneous, authentic individuals - but it's clear, we're not here for that. We're here for the clothes! But at backstage it's a little different, here we are free for a few seconds. The clothes shortly belong to the models and the photographer is free to look beyond the fashion product… And there she was, Bianca. Standing beautifully in semi-shadow and when she saw me, she let the feathers of the dress wiggle again. She made this pose just for me and played around with this great dress and the pink feathers.

I consider it a little gift to me because she knew her pose wasn't for a magazine or a feature, but just because she wanted me to get a great shot. A rare moment in the perfectly timed choreography of Milano Fashion Week.”

“Donatella Versace"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 1999

"I took this picture back in 1999 - a time when Donatella Versace only rarely smiled. It was one of my very first Polaroids and is still one of my dearests. It was a year after Donatella re-emerged in the fashion world to take up her brother's legacy. Gianni Versace had been shot dead in Miami in 1997, by a serial killer. You have to imagine Donatella's situation, she was devastated and under immense pressure. The company, with thousands of employees, was depending on her and the public would not let her breathe. As the new lead designer at Versace, she would be following in the footsteps of a genius. But she dared - her strength is simply impressive. And so this picture also stands for my decision to start a new life and leave backstage fashion photography. Donatella Versace is a role model to me and her courage inspired me in my darkest hours. She is a fighter, a lioness and you can sense it from this profile."

“Occhi"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2010

"This picture was taken during the summer/spring edition of Milano Fashion Week. Backstage I met this woman with these beautiful eyes and was able to take a picture of her in this sovereign pose. And it's one of the few Polaroids where fashion strongly determines image composition. This collar is part of a coat by the great designer Enrico Coveri - I am still an admirer of his work.

I do think that there is a special Italian sense of aesthetics - of course, it doesn't apply to everyone, but there is a tendency. Italy was already known for the production of luxury goods in the middle ages, and today Milano is one of the important fashion capitals. Many of the most traditional brands are based in the country. Armani, Bottega Veneta, Dolce & Gabbana, Missoni, Moschino, Prada, Valentino, Versace and many others. It's interesting to ask why the fashion industry is so much associated with Italy.

I can remember my childhood when Sunday was the day to go to church. My mother immediately saw if I was well dressed. Did the socks match the colour of the trousers, the belt matches the shirt, the jacket matches the scarf? Fashion is part of our cultural DNA. Although the fashion industry is based in northern Italy, many of the creative people are from the south. For example, Domenico Dolce from Sicily or Gianni Versace, who was born in Reggio Calabria. The Italian aesthetic has developed over two thousand years from many influences and through many coincidences in history, some of these cultures have survived and been able to develop further. Gianni Versace was strongly influenced by Ancient Greece - he always underlined that. Born by chance in Italy, I am happy to be native to the homeland of fashion too.

And even though I wasn't happy in the fashion industry, fashion and the whole culture around it is something wonderful. Isn't it nice when people can think about what to wear? Yes, it is a luxury and unfortunately, it is often carried out on the backs of others - but apart from that, I think it is an achievement of our civilisation if we can also engage with the beautiful and the pleasurable."

"Smile"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2004

“This picture has a history because Naomi Campell has played a role in my life for a long time. I started as a driver when I was 18, in Milan. A few years later, in 1994, I was a bodyguard for models who came to Milano Fashion Week. I worked for Linda Evangelista and Claudia Schiffer. But I was super excited when I started working for Naomi because she was always my favourite model. But our relationship was, let's say turbulent. You have to know, she was very moody. And everybody knew that. One morning, she was supposed to go to a show, it was at the Four Seasons Hotel. I was there at 5:30 to pick her up. But she doesn't show up. Then some famous people come out of her suite, a bunch of Hollywood actors and models. I didn't know what was going on, but I knew we were late for the show!

I called the agency and kept knocking on the door for over an hour. At some point Naomi opens the door, she had been up all night, it was obvious. I say: 'Naomi, we have to go'. And she makes a gesture that I will never forget. It's the kind of gesture, like when you send a dog away. Very disrespectful. And she says, 'Go away, I don't need you here anymore'. I was her personal assistant and driver. I was practically responsible for her - but I was also angry and offended. I had specially got a Jaguar because Naomi didn't want to drive a Mercedes - it was too bourgeois for her. So I give her the keys to the Jaguar and say, 'listen to me, the Jaguar is in the garage, here are the keys. Have fun!’. So she freaks out and yells at me: 'You're not going to work for anyone in this industry anymore!'. She scared me. Those were her words and I'll tell you one thing: for the next two seasons I didn't get a job in the fashion industry! Her word had weight!

But then, 10 years later, when she made her comeback as a model, she was back in Milano. It was the Miss Bikini show. She was the star again and had her mannerisms. No one was allowed backstage, definitely no press. I saw her agent and asked him to tell Naomi that Tony was here. She came right out and took me by the hand and pulled me backstage with her. She was very sweet to me and when she saw my camera she asked what I was doing now. 'Oh wow, you've changed jobs - so come take a picture”. I then took two or three pictures with my digital camera, but suddenly my camera hung up and I was desperately pushing some buttons. She laughed and I took this Polaroid. She said to me: 'You know, it would be better if you still worked for me'. That was her way of saying sorry without having to say sorry. At the time I thought, she must have grown up, she is not as mean as her reputation. But she is still the best model I have ever met in my life.”

"Salto"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2000

"I took this picture at a show of La Perla. La Perla make amazingly beautiful and expensive underwear. And they make this kind of dress, from a very light material. Maybe a nightgown, anyway very classy and fluffy, as you can see in the picture. I had laid on the floor to wait until the models came out of the door. They took off their shoes to quickly get from side to side and be ready with the new dress. This model saw me and briefly pretended to jump over me. Then she wanted to see the picture. So I had to tell her, she could look at the Polaroid as soon as it was developed, that is, when she had done the next round on the catwalk and would pass me again.

Over the years I did a lot of experiments with my Polaroids. I've used old film or I've fully stretched the contrast range - this special quality of the Polaroid stock comes out clearly in this picture.

The color of the dress was very different. That's because I used expired film. If the Polaroids are expired, you can still use them, but they're very unpredictable. Sometimes colors come out that are completely different from the original. And that's the beauty of it. And I love to wait and see the process on the paper. There is only this one image. On this picture, my fingerprint is added, it symbolizes a bit of that uniqueness.

But I was not sure if the young lady would appreciate all this.

And of course quite a lot of these images will turn out to be nothing at all. This fingerprint therefore also stands for the fact that I got nervous when I saw that the development of the picture was dragging on forever. But when she came back, the picture was fortunately ready and she liked it."

"Renzo Rosso"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Venice / 2010

"That's Renzo Rosso, the legendary founder of Diesel. We were at his home near Venice to take pictures for Harper's Bazaar. The living room, with the flowers and the sofa - in fact, the whole house - has the feel of an enchanted castle. There are baroque elements, modern art, electronic devices and designer furniture. You could say a bit eccentric. Renzo Rosso lives like a lord in an elusive world. Nevertheless, not unpleasant, he is a friendly person. After I took the pictures for the magazine, I met him in his living room, barefoot. I spontaneously took a Polaroid, but Diesel's PR manager didn't agree at all. She didn't want the picture published and practically wanted to take it away from me. At that moment, the fingerprint got on the picture, which I didn't want to let go of. Luckily, Mr Rosso came over and I could ask him directly. He looked at the picture and waited, fascinated, like anyone staring at a developing Polaroid. Finally, he approved and then disappeared laughing into one of the corridors.

The T-shirt is from a 2010 campaign, called 'Be Stupid'. In the sense of risk something, be unreasonable and courageous. I liked that at the time, now it seems a bit shallow. The slogan was meant to be provocative, funny. It was a joke by a man who is one of the richest in the industry. And from this position, he could also be relaxed and throw the advice of his PR manager overboard. Because giving permission to a photographer to take a picture in private spaces, without a contract etc, is probably considered 'stupid' among PR managers, maybe.

However, it turned out that his intuition was not wrong. I only published the Polaroid as part of my private collection and did not pass it on to Harper's Bazaar, who would also have liked to have the picture."

"Rouge Noir"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2005

"A Polaroid from 2005, my career was in full swing by then. I was part and parcel of the fashion industry, the machinery. When you are so deep in a certain circle, you only think in the categories of that circle. I had just come back from Paris when I took this picture. It was early in the morning, often call time was as early as 5:00. It was a Max Mara show, but I was mainly interested in the lipstick at that moment - it's the legendary 'Rouge Noir' by Chanel. The colour itself is an icon, a legend, around which many conversations centred. For example, we discussed what could be done to get hold of the desirable make-up in the UK as well - even though there were 10-month-long waiting lists. Years later, I came across the book "Le Rouge et le Noir", a classic by writer Stendhal. The book is also about what and why people are not happy in the modern world. According to Stendhal, one of the reasons is vanity."

"Pace"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2001

"This Polaroid was taken at the show of a young designer whose name I do not remember, unfortunately. It was a group show, with maybe 10 up-and-coming talents presenting their capsule collections - often very experimental collections. Milano Fashion Week is a wonderful stage, the designers knew this was their chance! The fashion press was there, but more importantly, the scouts from the big bands. So it could happen that you would sign the contract of a lifetime that night.

I loved working at these events. They had a wonderful spirit, it was a creative atmosphere and the running-order was not as strictly arranged as in the big shows. The young designers risked a lot and were completely stressed - but there was always a lot of laughter and improvisation. That's what this picture represents. I think it's kind of comical, funny, playful: a cat suit in combination with this gnome-style cone hat. The designer came from the former Soviet bloc, I believe from Russia. He had reinterpreted elements of a uniform and he kinda staged the whole thing as a call for peace. So you had the feeling that it was also about a higher goal. But honestly, it was primarily about a definitely very sexy cat suit and the combination with a remarkable cap, made of green wool felt... Yes, that's how it was back then. It was the first years I was a freelance backstage photographer and we were having a good time. The seriousness of life seemed far away."

“Eyes Wide Shut"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2003

"I took this picture in 2003, at an Emporio Armani show. Giorgio Armani is one of the most influential fashion designers ever and working for him meant that I had made it. It was the boom time of the supermodels. Models like Nadja Auermann or Claudia Schiffer became pop stars and we were the first to tell behind-the-scenes stories from their world. Me and a few colleagues we had practically invented this genre - there was a lot of money to be made with.

At that time I had just seen the film by Stanley Kubrick and it touched me deeply. I could identify with the story. I had just divorced my wife and was in a frenzy of work. I was on the road a lot, went to parties, my new girlfriend was a model. I took drugs and spent a lot of money. That's why I liked the film so much and I wanted to make images that were as metaphorical as by Kubrick.

So when I saw this girl in the backstage area of Armani, with the light on her forehead and her eyes closed, I thought of "Eyes Wide Shut", of the symbolism and the girls on the platters. She still had her own pullover on, closed her eyes and it looked like she was dreaming herself away. I thought about the pressure she must be under, at the beginning of a 10-hour day. She was not a supermodel and her days were castings, shows, make-up and a lot of waiting. The small flat she lived in during her days in Milano was most likely deducted from her salary by the agencies. To save money, many models took public transport around the city, only a very few had drivers. Besides, most models' careers were over after a few years.

So I had to think about the film, about power and how it is distributed between the "emperor" Giorgio Armani and this young girl. I had understood that the film was - among other things - about the eternal conflict between good and evil. And at some moments I had the feeling that I wasn't on the right side anymore. But at that time I was riding the wave - for the time being."

“Male Vibe"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2008

“I met this young man at a show by Antonio Marras, the great designer known for his visions for Kenzo. All models were waiting bored backstage - wardrobe was not ready yet. In such moments of downtime, the models sat around together, eating pizza, drinking champagne, having fun. A show for ladies fashion was coming up - this guy looked out of place. He sat there like a fifth-grader who shows up at a birthday party and finds that he is the only boy there. When I approached him about the Polaroid, he was happy, hoping I could calm down this wild bunch - a delusion, of course. You'd think he liked his position, being the cock of the walk. But he told me that the opposite was the case. Dozens of beautiful girls were all around him. And they had their fun with him. Sometimes they mothered him, sometimes they wanted to test him as a gentleman, sometimes they were cheeky and laughed. Not an easy situation for a shy young man. Many years later, I met him again and he told me that he had become a father. He seemed really grown up now. He was living in the Czech Republic again, where he had founded a model agency. I had also become a father in the meantime and we had a great conversation about our experiences with the fashion industry and about the responsibility we had taken on by now - not only for our children, but also for ourselves and for people weaker than ourselves. And we agreed that there was a structural problem in the industry that disadvantaged young women. He asked me if this was perhaps also a problem for Italian men?! Today, with the distance I have to Italy, I can confirm this to some extent. Without wanting to fall into clichés, Italian men do have a tendency towards machismo, that's true. But I have to say, after 10 years in Berlin, men in Germany could also be inspired by the good sides of the Italians. Open a bottle of Prosecco, surprise your girl - or boy - with a hot bath, take them out to a nice restaurant, do something crazy now and then. Keep the relationship alive and leave room for the unpredictable - even if this is a bit counter-intuitive to the logical German man."

"Havana"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2005

"I photographed this model at a Max Mara show. She looked strong, with those huge earrings and that fierce look, and I started talking to her. To my surprise, she was Cuban. I know Havana, and I know it's a tough place. There weren't so many black models back then and it was definitely harder for them.

Unfortunately - at least that's how it was back then - even in the fashion scene, a distinction is made between people based on the colour of their skin. Of course, it's not always obvious to a white person - but from a distance, I can say that the models were mainly white. My impression was that the individual person working in the fashion industry is not racist - but the beauty ideal was indeed racist. So the journey this young woman has been on is impressive. From Old Havana to a Max Mara fashion show, on the other side of the world. She is a fighter and it shows. Look at those eyes. That will to succeed, that strength and pride. I'm sure she's made her way. But not everyone has found happiness in this business... Of course, it is especially difficult for the models. Not all of them came out of the business without being hurt. Fast money, young age, your own body as an asset - all that is very problematic. Fortunately, I had a special position as a backstage photographer, because I never had to pressure, on the contrary. Part of my job was to create a good atmosphere with the models, to report from backstage. My job was based on trust. And so one sees and hears a lot of sad stories. And racism or discrimination was part of it. That's why I started to have first doubts about the whole fashion world at that time."

“Criniera"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2009

“She was waiting for her hair to be done, perfect moment for a behind-the-scenes Polaroid. I remember that she asked me if she could have a picture - but that didn't work. I was in a hurry and only one shot had turned out well. And this one shot was mine - that's how I saw it. As a photographer, I had been given the right and the assignment by the brand to take pictures backstage - and thus of everything and everyone who was there. The models lose all rights to their image by being at the show - that's how it was contracted.

But the question of who owns the images is difficult. Besides the right to one's own image - which the model has - there is the designer. In this case Enrico Coveri, who has rights on his fashion. And there are people who pay for the show and then of course the photographer... It's complicated! On top of that, it's a business where hard elbows come into play! If you're not careful, you'll be ripped off. I felt a bit like a thief that day, because I didn't have enough time and I practically ran away with the picture of this beautiful, unknown lady.

At the beginning of my career, I had a bad experience myself. I already had a camera at that time, but I was still making a living as a driver. I took pictures of three models while driving them around in a limousine. This was practically the first set I shot that was published. However, it is no longer mine because I was naïve and got ripped off. After I had developed the pictures and showed them around, a man approached me and wanted to buy them for 100k Lira. That's about 100€. I was proud and sold on a handshake. The man took all the negatives with him. A few weeks later I discovered the images in Vanity Fair and I learned that the buyer was the magazine's photo editor.

Although on the surface things look glamorous and fun, the fashion industry can be a shark tank. The more naïve you are when you fall into it, the more of you gets eaten.

That's why I can only make an offer at this point today: If you are one of the models featured in my Polaroid series: please get in touch! I will send you a print at my own expense!”

“Red or Blue"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2009

"The picture was taken at an Enrico Coveri show. The colour combination of the eyes and the lips made me think of the film Matrix and the symbol Red Pill/Blue Pill. It's about decisions - and I felt that some big decisions were coming up in my life too. I was living in the illusion that the best life was a life of partying, sex and materialism. I thought I was the best and most important photographer in the world, I felt constantly on the fast track. I took drugs and always tried to be around people because I couldn't stand loneliness. And I became a more and more unpleasant person, more and more insensitive. I thought I was the centre of the world, indestructible, and I treated my surroundings badly. The people who loved me were no longer so important to me. I had divorced my wife and contact with my daughter became less and less frequent.

Sometimes you can only wake up from such a cycle if you fall really hard. And that's how it was with me. I had a breakdown, physically, but also mentally. So I had to make a decision. One pill meant continuing with life as a jet-set fashion photographer and probably dying relatively soon, lonely! The other pill would mean a hard full stop, but it had to be done.

Thank God there were still people around me who stood by me. My family saved me, helped me decide on the right colour. My mother, my father, my brother. They were always there for me, no matter how badly I behaved. And so I got a second chance. My daughter has forgiven me and the contact with my family and old friends is more close than ever. But not all the people I lost during that process have come back. I regret that deeply. I have decided for the rest of my life to become a better person. A better father, a better husband, a better friend and a better artist."

"Dreaming"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2000

"This picture means a lot to me. Because I will never forget the short encounter with this girl. It was early 2000, the show by an upcoming designer. I was wandering around backstage when I saw her there. She was about to change her clothes, she had just shot a photo set with another photographer. She was still wearing this aluminum crown and the neck brace. Otherwise she was almost naked. I approached her to ask if I could take a Polaroid. I also had to clarify if she was already 18 - that was a red line for me without exception. But it turned out that she only knew Russian. She didn't know any other language and was a bit lost here in Milano. I used my best body language, gestures and the little Russian I speak and she understood. We got along immediately. So I was allowed to take the pictures and I learned little by little, that she is from the Asian part of Russia, from very far away. And she was away from home for the first time ever. We got on so well that, against my habits, I shot a whole pack of Polaroids. And, an even bigger exception, I gave her half of the pictures. I was enchanted and she had obviously forgotten that she wasn't wearing a bikini, but only a neck brace. Then she was called, someone from the editorial production that was going on wanted to get on with it urgently. We said goodbye like old friends, she put the pictures in her handbag and I never saw her again. Although we only had time together for the span of 10 Polaroids, I will never forget her."

“Mattina"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2007

"A few hours before a Dolce&Gabbana show, very early in the morning, maybe 5 o'clock. It was too early for a drink but I was hungover from the evening before. There were only a few people on site and the big pavilions weren't really heated up yet. The catering people were just putting the coffee on and the world seemed a bit bleak to me. I was eagerly anticipating the rush and tension that would begin as soon as the makeup and wardrobe started working, when the reporters and models and designers would run through these floors. Outside it was still dark and ice-cold. The girl told me that she was freezing on the way here because she couldn't find a taxi. She told me that she was a bit overworked at the moment, she was studying engineering, I think in Lithuania. But since she was a popular model this year and could earn good money, she couldn't really take care of her studies. She could send money to her parents, but she hardly had time to visit them. She was on a plane every week, somewhere between Paris, London, New York, Copenhagen... She was tired... She told me all this and I saw her sadness on the Polaroids - but I didn't realise that she was actually describing my life too.

I was drinking and consuming more and more substances at that time, losing myself in my own reality and working more and more restlessly. That also changes you as a person, I became insensitive to my loved ones, self-centred and stressed. And at some point you're alone. And that's what happened to me. Around my 45th birthday, my world collapsed. My body too. I was addicted to drugs and burned out... But that morning I was still a few years away from that breakdown. So I took a few pictures of the aspiring, frozen engineer. We drank coffee and the backstage slowly filled up. It was the beginning of a new day in my tunnel."

“L.A. Girl"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2009

"I had moved to Los Angeles, practically running away from my life in Milan. But for Fashion Week I flew back to Italy and I took a picture of this girl at a Dolce&Gabbana show. It quickly turned out that, as a coincidence, she was from L.A. So we had both travelled here for a few days of shows, even though we were practically neighbours in L.A. Things were completely out of balance and we both could tell. There was something challenging about the look in her eyes, as if she was saying, "Tony, what are we doing here?". Maybe it's just my interpretation, but I think in the picture you can feel the tension. I thought she was asking me, 'Tony, why aren't you with your family?' A few days later, home alone in my empty L.A. flat, I had a sobering conclusion: I couldn't escape reality. Specifically, I couldn't escape the unhealthy pull of the fashion industry by moving to the other side of the world. On the contrary. I missed Italy and my family. But life in the US was a wonderful distraction - a new, selfish adventure, a race to the bottom."

“Finale"

Shot on Polaroid i-Type 600 / 5x8 / Milano / 2010

"Once again, Bianca Balti, September 2010. I remember the date perfectly because it's the last backstage Polaroid I ever took. I was done with it, I had made a decision: this would be my last Fashion Week. I met Bianca backstage at an Armani Show - she had become a colleague and friend over the years. She came up to me and looked straight into my camera and I took a few pictures - together we chose this one. Bianca was making her comeback that year, after a long baby leave. She had found her balance between working in the fashion industry and a happy personal life - and so she has remained a model to this day.

When I met Bianca that morning, I didn't tell her about my imminent leaving, but I think she sensed my mood. She seems a bit tense and the picture is not really symmetrical, not so much balanced. And certainly, it's less playful than the other pictures I'd taken of her over the years. The fact that we chose this picture tells me that Bianca knew my emotional life, that she knew I was about to leave. I want to believe that this picture is my goodbye present.

A few days later I moved to Berlin. I wanted to restart, with a new job, in a new city. A city that I knew gives people the chance to have a new beginning. A city that can withstand contradictions. That's why Berlin was very good for me. It's a city that is defined by strong contradictory energies - that's how I've always felt about it. Because of its history, life in Berlin still takes place between strong poles, between contrasts. And that suits me. Perhaps a multipolar character needs a multipolar environment to find balance."

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