‘Lonely Places’ is a series of postcards with a small note on the back. They are from ‘Me’ to ‘You’. They depict corners and spots that somehow felt peculiar, a reminder of a thing or a person, or a distinct thought. They are, overall, portraits
‘Lonely Places’ a series of postcards with a small note on the back. They are from ‘Me’ to ‘You’. They depict corners and spots that somehow felt peculiar, a reminder of a thing or a person, or a distinct thought. They are, overall, portraits of
Farmer (poem, ash on dead tree) Tea, or coffee, with which should the day be started? Which one contains more caffeine?! I saw two small boys in my dream, one older than the other one. I waved to the tractors passing by the house. Hello farmer!
‘Lonely Places’ is a series of postcards with a small note on the back. They are from ‘Me’ to ‘You’. They depict corners and spots that somehow felt peculiar, a reminder of a thing or a person, or a distinct thought. They are, overall, portraits
The practice of letter writing is fairly neglected in our contemporary society where multitasking, communicating with only a few clicks, and conversing with a light touch of our fingertips is so common that we don’t seek other manners. “Awaiting the Mailman” peeks in through a
‘Is’, a poetic expression of the weather, a free comment on the on-going days, and the notion of being at that particular point on Earth during that season of that year, which came to life by painting the words by water on wall. The process of
Morning People is a memoir, selective series of moments of an everyday life in an endless city with friends living along the same path, observing the twisted and bitter beauties of the city, and keeping track of unexpected incidents along the way, random stuff that
‘Lonely Places’ is a series of postcards with a small note on the back. They are from ‘Me’ to ‘You’. They depict corners and spots that somehow felt peculiar, a reminder of a thing or a person, or a distinct thought. They are, overall, portraits
Put Me in the River is a selective series of events and thoughts narrated by a traveler wandering from point one to the rest. The bags are moving along, keeping good company. The gray backpack, the tall blue one, the small brown suitcase, with the