Doors

Doors. For so many of you such a simple thing. Do you even look at them, or just open and close. Look for keys, swear when they are missing. But when it comes to doors… do you still see them. … Continue reading

Standing lady

She is standing here. She is standing here since ages… waiting, but for what? For me she was always kind of Pieta from Bornholm. Older than we are, older than this road, homes, thoughts. Older than… memory about Her. A … Continue reading