the most important kind of freedom is to be what we really are. aren`t we least ourselves when we talk in our own person? sometimes we need a mask to tell the…

… the forest which sourrounds her studio, the ancient tales, her impulse for rebirthing after death, pop art, expressionisms, psychoanalysys, the material…

we flew through the open space with the speed of light, unencumbered by gravity. smiled at faraway stars, danced along the wide Milky Way, saw human footprints…

“In the watery depths of my womb, There lies a shipwreck Its mast and frame made of you and I It cries Freedom from within And so with release at its tail She…

The first time I felt he is fully aware of being photographed and understands that it is about a moment of emotion. And with this knowledge he was the first…

The Hours (Philip Glass) [youtube.com] Threehundredfifteenthousandandthreehundredsixty hours of dreaming as if I`d life forever and…

Gaia, my sirene of the sea… my hero. One of the blessings of her friendship is that I can afford to be stupid with her:-)

I`ve visited a good friend over the weekend in Italy. She`s shown me whats behind the facade of the enchanting charm and mystique of Italy. It`s everything else…
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