"Hi boy, today I am so busy. How are you?" - Mom
I've been a little bit lethargic as of late but I suppose it's common during the winter, especially a non-Pantone grey one like we're having here in Berlin.
I'm physically too still for my own good as a marathon fails to finish in my head.
I like the change though, living in a space I don't understand is kind of comforting.
My mom always told me to live in the space between the past and the future.
And that the present doesn't exist.
It was her way of saying "deal with it."
It's not like I'm feeling down or anything, just feel that I'm not communicating with myself.
I interview artists, I shoot them, and conceptualize my dreams, not for me but for someone else.
I've taken care of others, however I have to remember to look after me.
Below is Alice Phoebe Lou who I interviewed a couple of weeks ago.
And this is Steph, my flatmate and homie for life.
We finally got our own place in this city and if you know anything about the housing market here, you're better off squatting.
Minus the lack of furniture and character, it's a place we call home.
The idea of home itself is so rewarding that it feels completely foreign to me.
Similar to how I feel about myself recently, it's about time I settle back into life here and in my head.
And I have to admit, I'm kind of ready for a renewal.
And I'm going to deal with it like mom always advises and start embracing the grey and finding Johnny again.
To be continued.
© 2026 Johnny Nghiem
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