After years of silence, I return to Blind Love—a novel born of visions, memory, and warning—guided again by Hans as the world turns darker still.

Do you remember all the sounds, when I found you by the lake, and how the water seemed to call your name?

His desire for me to know his identity was apparent from the start, but I was not ready to confront his shadow.

Early this morning, around 3 or 4 am, ich sehe in der Ferne, I see you in the distance, hovering in the black void, smiling...

They have destroyed your beauty, your canopy that once enfolded me into your splendor.

A personal reflection on heroin's allure, its devastation in Vermont, and the haunting contrast between youthful idealism and lived reality—woven through cultural memory, historical drug use in WWII, and a playful what-if imagining of soldiers on LSD instead of meth.

After being haunted by the Brandstätten images in December, I decided to purchase original photographs of WWII bombed out German cities.

Although Blind Love is an edgy and provocative illustrated novel full of “Nazi heartthrobs,” it is actually about the resistance movement.

Haunted by Berlin’s war-torn past, I met the uninvited spirits of soldiers near the Wall.

Connecting with the ghosts of soldiers—via artifacts, photographs, and past lives—to confront fascism, past and present.

Collecting these photos was a spiritual and aesthetic quest to get as close to Hans's doppelgänger as possible.