Smoke
A building mimicing a chimney. Optical ilusion. As an ilusion is to believe that we are part of the city. We are not. We are spectators. We contribute, yes. But we are not...
Read More →A building mimicing a chimney. Optical ilusion. As an ilusion is to believe that we are part of the city. We are not. We are spectators. We contribute, yes. But we are not...
Read More →Borderland. Separation. Differentiation. I am here. You are there. Two lands. Geographically the same landscape. Culturally politically mentally two distant planets. A wall that impedes not only humans passing through. But even the...
Read More →A new volcanic island in Japan is being created before our eyes. New land. New life. Life goes on. We come. We go. The infinite dance. The planet is getting a new face....
Read More →I love both: Francis Bacon, the painter, the heavily scotish beverage soaked artist, heavy gambler, desperately openly mega gay person. Yet, my inspiration forever. As an artist. I wish I had his talent....
Read More →Ghosts. We are always surrounded by them. Or, are we ghosts in our world. What is the difference. Their world. Our world. We think just because we are alive really? that we have...
Read More →The moon cannot be only the moon not only the fantasy the dream the light the coolness the companion the guide the motive the romance the omen the godess the step beyond…
Read More →4:17 in the morning. I receive the molecules of my own smell. Full of self loath. I reluctantly accept that I smell good. Yeah, why not? The smell of a man in heat....
Read More →Mars the planet the legend the dream the illusion the fear the god awaits for us. Millions of years waiting. Its landscape untouched. At least by us. Maybe we have been there before....
Read More →This is the story of a northern fish that one day felt that he have had enough wet days. Then he courageously decided to jump out of the water. To fly like those...
Read More →Alice. I met you last night. You were in this world unbeknownst to me. You shook me up. A lightning bolt straight to my deep. I imagine myself traveling across the landscape of...
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