If not anger so what?

Well, still storm. I mean, it is so overwhelming. So really. Everything moving. Everything being a sound, wetness, saltiness and… .. and something more. Not anger. Something playful what my human soul can not describe. Something… Perfectly natural. What we … Continue reading


Anger? Or just a movement which our human minds prefer to describe somehow… define… I mean, okay, taking those photos was a very dangerous thing. No fucking adventure! It was cold, wind was doing with me whatever it wanted and … Continue reading

Beach… 3

And sometimes it is only sand… And wind. And waves… But all you see is the sand and all those shapes. This amazing art, so fragile, changing with every step which nature takes, with her every breath. Truly. And some … Continue reading


For many of you most wanted ever! Part of dreams about a little home on a sandy one, with small waves, clear air… for sure seagulls not included, right? LOL Come on, we all know beach can be smelly. Very … Continue reading

My island…

As you may know, or not, I live on an island. Not so big not so small. On island where is everything. Small hills, soft deserts, stony ones. Huge boulders and ruins. Small churches, round ones, big ones… lovely cottages, … Continue reading

Snow globe

Imagine you wake up and all you see is silverish-golden fog. Warm, interesting, intriguing even. Beautifully composed with last days of autumn. Not many leaves here, but light makes you feel safe. Comfy even. Suddenly you know, everything will be … Continue reading