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Made with 💙 by me (how to).
Dedicated to my family.
This page is dedicated to my parents, Onno Groß and Anna Mandel. I owe them everything. And to my brother, who I will take on journeys far beyond the moon. Whether or not he wants to ;)
To you Onno.
I owe you the future. You thought me how to face the world. And its darkness. To float in the abyss and breathe the void. To go into that good night, doors behind you closed.
To see it clearly. And to understand. Making those small, glimm’ring lights brighter, is all the reason to be here. And all we need is to get closer.
For all they are is distant suns or glowing cells. Raging fires, not extinguished. Magic not yet understood. Matter that is not yet bliss. You gave me one thing and that’s enough: Closer is where I will be.
This is a film dedicated to my Dad. Type in MeeresAdvokat
To you Anna.
I owe you strength. To move forward, without asking. When love is lost, you light a candle. When life is `live, you laugh. Always human. Always there.
In color you breath, in music you swim. In us you trust. When life is tough, you move. When worlds are shining, you exist. Always learning, always there.
Of all the lives you could have lived, you lived the one with us. And I am glad, or I would not exist. But that is not the point for you are here, for you are you and you are there.
I gave you what I could, but you gave more. For we are free and that is all.
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<div class="notion-embed__container__wrapper align-start" style="height: 520px;"><div class="LazyLoad is-visible notion-embed__container" style="height: 100%; width: 100%; position: relative;"><iframe src="https://artmandel.de/" title="artmandel.de" sandbox="allow-scripts allow-popups allow-forms allow-same-origin allow-top-navigation-by-user-activation" allowfullscreen="" loading="lazy" frameborder="0"></iframe></div></div>And to you my brother.
I owe you kindness. The anker to being. Ground Control, even if that might not be like how you feel.
It’s kind of harsh for life to ask, for you to be. Strapped to a rocket.
But that’s the way this works. Enjoy the stride. And know: Meaning will come, and all we be in place. Dance. Smile. And when you see, dann schnapp ihn dir.