Urbex
Abandoned places are mysterious, painfully sad and fascinating all at once. Forgotten power plants, ironworks, hotels and churches — and the women who bring them back to life for a moment.
Where Life Once Pulsed in Every Corner
Abandoned places are mysterious, painfully sad, and fascinating all at once. The moment you approach, a hundred versions of stories begin to play out in your mind, where people and their fates intersect. Images rise to the surface, and every now and then pieces of the puzzle fall into place, revealing an ordinary morning or just a few fleeting moments that once occurred there. Forgotten and carelessly left-behind objects—a slightly open window, clothes hanging on a door—hint at the lives that once moved through the space. Each place sparks the imagination, inviting endless speculation.
I am drawn to the energy and stories of such places. Through photography, I try to connect with the time when life once pulsed in every corner.
The Last Standing House of the Nazi Leaders
I’ve always been fascinated by history, and I belong to those who insist it must never be forgotten—especially the dark period of World War II. The human cruelty and the suffering of millions of people and their families must not fade from memory, nor should it be questioned by deniers. When I had the chance to visit the last standing house of Joseph Goebbels, I didn’t hesitate for a moment.
Today, the house stands as an abandoned and silent monument to the era, preserved only because after World War II it was used as a center for Soviet youth and later housed a university. This use spared it from destruction and decay. Nearby, there were also abandoned administrative buildings that long bore further reminders of the Nazi past. Until recently, one stairwell ceiling still bore a Nazi swastika—but that is another story, one deserving its own telling.
A Power Plant With No Future of Decay Ahead
In the spirit of urbex, I set out to explore a place that has no future of decay ahead—because it has already decayed. A place that was once full of people, radiating energy. Literally.
The fence was only the first obstacle—now I still have to get into the building. If anyone can choose the wrong path multiple times, it’s me. A maze in real life, better than any video game. I keep doubling back and getting lost, guided only by messages from a fellow urbex friend telling me where to go.
Light in Forgotten Places
Crumbling ironworks, empty hotels, silent churches — a selection from my urbex shoots across Europe. Every location has its own story; the full sets wait on Patreon.
Every urbex set — and every model since 2020.
Photos and backstage videos, uncensored. New sets every week.
