“And in the end, we were all just humans… drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald

When we met we were immediately drawn to each other, but we didn’t have an easy start. There was love and passion, but also addiction and pain. Out of an inner need I turned the camera to what was close to me, to have something to hold on to if things threatened to fall apart.

So I started photographing us, him, me and what surrounds us — intuitive moments I felt the need to capture. I tried to find out who he is and who I am. We are afraid of the darkness in us, but, “in love the dark confirms that we are together“ (John Berger). Sexuality becomes an affirmation of life itself.

In nature I find my way back to my childhood self — to memories mixed with happiness and doubt. Upon these memories, 12000 km away from my native country, I try to build the future. Nature turns into a gleam of hope, a happy outcome of troubled times.

This imagery is my journey, my intimate diary as I search for the answers to the vertigo of everyday life and the torments of my heart and soul. It’s about my life, my feelings, about us. Because, in the end, we are all just full of hope to put back together those broken pieces.

— Sarah Pabst