During my lifetime, I’ve had the opportunity to visit many interesting and exotic places. I’ve come to realize that the more I travel, the stronger the urge becomes inside of me to see even more.
What is it that’s lost when you cross a border? Each moment seems to be split in two; melancholy for what was left behind and on the other hand all the enthusiasm at entering new lands.
Each land, each boundary I cross, I strip away another illusion. I sense death will be the last, yet still I push harder and harder to reach this.
June-July 1997: Austria, Romania, and Bulgaria
May – August 1998: Bulgaria, Macedonia, Greece, and Austria
November 1998: Canada
July – August 1999: Japan
July – August 2000: Austria and Germany
December 2001 – January 2002: Japan
December 2002 – January 2003: Japan and Canada
June – July 2003: Germany, France, and Austria
January 2004 – September 2005: Germany
February 2004: Sweden
May 2004: Czech Republic
June 2004: Spain
August 2004: Netherlands
October 2004: France
January 2005: France
February 2005: Austria, Poland, & England
March 2005: Austria & Switzerland
May 2005: Poland
July 2005: Czech Republic, England, & Netherlands
August 2005: Netherlands, Hungary, Sweden, & Bulgaria
September 2005: Spain
September 2005 – December 2006: USA
June – July 2006: Germany
May 2006: Dominican Republic
September 2006: Germany
October 2006: Germany
November – December 2006: Japan
September – October 2007: Germany
February 2008: Hawaii
February – March 2008: Germany & Austria
February – March 2009: Canada
April 2009: Sweden
May 2009: Sweden
September – October 2009: Germany
November 2009: New York
February 2010: Sweden
April – May 2010: Miami
September – October 2010: Germany
November 2010: Palm Springs
December 2010: Mexico
February 2011: India
