Maximilian Stedtfeld

Max aka. Witzwilly aka. Kid Cunty aka. Young Diplomatic grew up in Bonn, New Delhi and Jakarta. He found Berlin-the city he calls home- in 2004.

 

But the story told here begins in 2014. Max had just turned 28 years old and equipped with a camera and a playful approach to a new chapter in his life rediscovered his artistic side. The first photography projects "Try not to be a cunt" and "Witzwilly" followed. 

During this time he also came in contact with Berlin based artist Eduardo Sancamillo.

 

Somewhere in the myst of the Berlin night life  a bond was formed. 

As we all know things do not always fall into place right away

 

So fast forward a couple of years to 2017 and many connections with similar minded people had been made.e

 

The H&C started to form and his apartment began to transform into the space we´ve grown so fond of these past years.

 

He ist the creative director of the H&C.

Photo by Vanja Jovic
Photo by Vanja Jovic

Selected Photography

Interpretation is Free

Selected Poetry


angry now

 Angry now
angry how
angry hour
caused me to have a couple to much Whisky sours
whatever
nevermind
let´s start to devour
our feelings
no clothes
just shower
in these words
unheard of
like turks getting along
with kurds
now I just wanna live in a world
where bees are perceived as birds
and my thirst is quenched not drained
a place where society isn´t stained
and i´m not pained
like
the constant search for light

cause what am I then

a man with no phone
a horse with no name
a play with no game
a star with no fame
wouldn´t that be a shame
so let´s take aim
and jump out of that frame
where the same bullshit
is fed to us
each and every single day
and not once in a blue moon
fuck it
let´s swoon
and take a step back
to acknowledge the fact
that this is just rap
and a fucking ballon by Jeff Koons
shouldn´t be worth 58 million bucks
seriously
what the fuck
has this world run-a-muck
did we all of a sudden just get stuck
and stopped getting together for potluck dinners
did our skin get thinner
did everyone distinguish themselves as a winner
did our inner circle get lost
a la la la la long the way
fuck it
let´s sway
and although I never pray
I never thought about it twice
cause living an unfulfilled life
is like being stuck in purgatory
with an unappreciative wife, right?
sometimes confidence is seen as arrogance, aight!
so what
I don’t see you putting up a fight
all i see
is you talking bout last night
when you were high as a kite

as if I care

nah son
I can´t bare your banality
it seriously is a fucking tragedy
to me your words are blasphemy
and the one thing you are missing is duality
so if this shit did´t help you connect your eyes to your mind
to see
the trees, birds and bees i talked bout before
I for one can mos def not help you G

well

both of us probably need THERAPY!


Inbetween

The king is an optimist
the queen is INBETWEEN
firm but jiggly from behind
long legged and lean
a dream
the star of the scene
the king is keen
afraid of his inner fiend
is driven
from time to time manic
or so they say
but maybe they are stuck in a  loop
the queen still INBETWEEN
living on fruit
forbidden or not
the she-it
cause she it
and it means a lot
so don’t wait on the drop
this be the cream of the crop
the whole lot
a 24 hour shop
this pair`s been around the block
where time flies and abides by
no rules
love true
just me
just you
so cool
so smooth

The king is he a fool
perhaps the blue is red
and the queen sits in a nest
where the PAST is a pest
full of distress and tristess
what now
did the queen turn into a mistress
the king is next
and to his dismay
to this day
this play is still on its way
to becoming life
a parallel reality

The queen asks
what of that
task of us
will it stay
or will we finally lay
to wake
up
up
and away
to a place where time stays
and not flies
where lies are not needed
cause this king is not conceited
at least not towards her
cleopatra
the queen
ceasar
the woman of his dreams

I´m astounded i´m ashamed
the king frowns and smiles
at the same time
cause the FUTURE has not yet passed
the present as always is last
but what will last
is that moment of weakness
that moment of truth
that present yet to be passed on
in a song of now
where the queen says wow 5 times
cause she always counts
and he hopes on him
are you thick skinned she asks
he laughs
thinks fast
contemplating the PAST
i don´t think so he says
are you
he asks
the queen can´t answer in the present
still to much her PAST
the FUTURE is clear
at least to him
he gasps
the king and the queen have become one
at last.

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