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
Monthly Archives: April 2019
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
And sometimes I think this water is here only for the sky to check how it looks like? To see all this stunning blueness. Amazing, being so far far far away, that you almost think it does not exists. But … Continue reading
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
And with every step it is somehow more special. Even when it is windy and you can not stop spitting up sandy balls from your mouth. I mean really. This sand here is so soft. So warm, always, even when … 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
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
… and all those parts of now which seem to be so precious. Moments. Maybe we are here to live only for them. For light, sunny ray which makes us smile? Or maybe… … for funny shapes? Naughty even? Or … Continue reading
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
Dancing in the air. Floating on the surfaces touched by light… Just pieces of everything, so often not noticed. So often… missed. Metaphors of something between everything and nothing. Light and heavy. This and that. It changes, it can be … Continue reading