.body. land(e)scape. IV

The past few weeks I have been working on my old project that presents human body as land. A land … More

body. a land(e)scape.

I am afraid of death. Time is my biggest enemy. Human body is my therapist. It breaths with me. It … More

| fire |

“You held a hand out to show me; I pressed my palm against it, the tips of my fingers an … More

.the morning after.

07.10. On a blue chair. Under a thick white sheet. I was half awake half asleep when the nurse came … More

Storm

It is not morality that makes us weak. It is the excuse of being moral that feeds our weakness.

Cruelly, Love.

Cruelly,Love cruelly,love walk the autumn long; the last flower in whose hair, they lips are cold with songs for which … More

Lon-dawn

Strange how the sun comes out among the clouds, like white shadows in the black. © All of my photographs … More

Self.

the road within. The hardest thing in life is to keep balance. Balance among feelings, ambitions, demons, passions, fears and … More

jazzy New York

© All of my photographs are Copyrighted and All Rights Reserved. They may not be used or reproduced in any … More

Shame |Coal Series|

“But who can say what’s best? That’s why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you … More