Social reporting

Social reporting

These are longer stories on social issues, that take some time to read. Also they differ as they tend to go deeper in a specific subject and give more context. The topic is always a social issue.

Saint Nicolas: private small scale charity in Ukraine

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Ukraine, Lviv, Drohobych, December 2017 Contrasts in celebration of a children's holiday The birthday of Saint Nicholas which falls on the 6th December is the biggest...

Phoenix and coffee to come back for

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Germany, Berlin, Prenzlauer Berg, March 2019 Not a minute is lost, life is taken seriously here. During the last 45 years, I have been in...

Invandrare

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June 2020 Stillingsön/Uppsala Sweden Invandrare “The little swelling in my neck bothered me for some time already but my colleagues said it was nothing. I work...

The future of the Polonyna

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2021 7 Ukraine: Kryvorivnya, Verkhovyna, Rakhiv, Ust Chorna. “I would like to combine two worlds for myself. One world centres around keeping the cows, how...

Minsk: Sasha and Korpus kulturtsenter

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Living in Belarus Belarus, December 2017 Nearly three decades ago the Sovjet Union disintegrated, fragmenting into a multitude of states, each developing their own way. I...

Maria Bakalo in Lviv

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Ukraine, Lviv, December 2017  2018 Lviv Lead picture: Maria Bakalo (Masha) during a rehearsal of a new performance. I met Masha in 2016 and revisited her...

To wake up in another country in your own bed.

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Estonia, Narva, Paldinski, July 2018 In your own house, in your own bed: in the morning you wake up and suddenly you are in a...

A glass of water for Vasile, ...

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Moldova, Cobani October 2018 Aid Part 2: The final destination Buckwheat and red beetroot The elderly couple lives in just one room. The rectangular structure of concrete...

Fall down and get up

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Serbia, Obenovac, February 2018 I meet Goran Mitrovic in Obenovac, an hour drive from Belgrade. Now 57 his life coincides with the most turbulent periods...

Hospitality and Inequality

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Pakistan, Lahore, September 2019 What is normal? This question has been swirling in my mind for the two weeks I had the privilege to spend in...