Whichever form of the paradise may fit your taste, the island of Ibiza, famous for its discos and pumping party scene, remains a paradise for all. An account of my trips and evolving perceptions of it from 1997 till today.
Year: 2011
Las Toscas, Uruguay: Childhood memories and the smell of the summer
Sometimes, when you have been going to a place your whole life, you tend to take it for granted. There is a tiny beach spot on Uruguay´s Golden coast where I spent all of my childood summers.
Couchsurfing & filmmaking: In Finland with Tanja´s family
Meet the delightful Tanja and the family that hosted us during the shooting of our film in beautiful summertime Finland for a true Finnish experience.
Cordillera de los Andes (Poem written on a plane over the Andes, Nov. 2000)
A surprisingly political poem of looking at a mountain range. (En route to Cuba)
Livorno; when Random Renato took us to Pisa
The only reason that small, dull Livorno is even on the map is because it is the closest maritime access to both Florence and Pisa.
Berlin in the map of the imagination
My Berlin is a Wendersness. It is an existential black and whiteness where Bono and Lou Reed are singing a song on streetcorners and Nick Cave is crooning hypnotic tunes in some run-down basement
Paris with no money and a wish to see it all
I arrived in Paris on a charter plane from Ibiza after sunset one summer. I wanted films, interesting conversations about cinema and books, moonlight walks by the Seine, museums with fabulous art and everything the city had to offer.
In Messina with chameleons.Sicily.
Messina, Sicily is forever linked in my memory with a rather peculiar character I met there. To add to my list of ” random people met on trips” meet Carlo.
Mykonos: the modern thrill of ancient Greece
The Greece I found; after a train to Bari and a ferry to Korfu, was different from Miller´s untrodden paradise. Still, I fell in love with it forever; I fell in love with its musical language, its delicious food, its people, its traditions, and the sheer beauty of its perfect little white towns overlooking the blue Aegean sea.
Formentera: once a hippie paradise, still a killer vacation spot
She would always speak of crystal-clear waters and untrodden paradise beaches, but, somehow, though we lived only a few kilometers away from the port of Sant Antoni in Ibiza, where one could take an inexpensive boat ride to the island, over 10 years went by before I saw Formentera with my own eyes.