Looking for redemption in the chaos that may not even exist.
Is that chaos really out there on the street or just inside me?
And if it's present, it's probably not in the dark.
I'd rather be safe at home and not go out.
For me the streets are a dangerous, fearful and chaotic place.
I'm even afraid to photograph out there.
That's probably why the streets are calling me. I need to fight my demons.
With my images I try to find an answer to that for myself.
I'm just sharing it here so I know you exist.
This is just me, WHATEVER it expresses.
LOST IN AMSTERDAM ...
Dennis Sewberath Misser