Thoughts drifting in the room
Silent light falls in, thoughts drifting within the room, time lingers in dust.
Nude
Naked soul reflects
In the mirror bound, naked soul reflects itself, whispers fill the room.
Trapped in Her Gaze
Deep eyes softly rest, silence echoes in her strength, a secret withheld.
Nightfall’s gentle hold
Sunset’s fading glow, Quiet wraps the rocks and soul, Nightfall’s gentle hold.
Nightfall’s gentle hold
Sunset’s fading glow, Quiet wraps the rocks and soul, Nightfall’s gentle hold.
It would be a sin if either of us were a saint
Es wäre eine Sünde, wenn einer von uns beiden ein Heiliger wäre
Kyiv: A City, a Lens, a Story
Road Movie
Homage to the wild 60ties
Ashes to ashes
In the embrace of the Earth, we are born, and to that same embrace, we shall return. Our journey from the cradle of nature to the complex...
