nothing in space is as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
posted on March 31, 2009
no fightclub, just scenes of HIS birthday party.
posted on March 30, 2009
Her work of fiction
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…
posted on March 28, 2009
As the air to a bird
Steal the air from the bird, the lake from the fish and you`ll know what is longing for the loved one.
posted on March 27, 2009
… the forest which sourrounds her studio, the ancient tales, her impulse for rebirthing after death, pop art, expressionisms, psychoanalysys, the material…
posted on March 20, 2009
Just returned from space
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…
posted on March 18, 2009
The frame made of you and me
“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…
posted on March 16, 2009
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…
posted on March 15, 2009
The Hours (Philip Glass) [youtube.com] Threehundredfifteenthousandandthreehundredsixty hours of dreaming as if I`d life forever and…
posted on March 09, 2009
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:-)
posted on March 05, 2009
Never apologize for showing feeling...
… if you do so, you apologize for truth. (ps. i know what you think… its not that :-)
posted on March 04, 2009