Keys

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love… Continue reading

When photography meets painting – 7

There is a diabolical trio existing in the natural man, implacable, inextinguishable, co-operative and consentaneous, pride, envy, and hate; pride that makes us fancy we deserve all the goods that others possess; envy… Continue reading

Once a week – 7

The real test of a man is not how well he plays the role he has invented for himself, but how well he plays the role that. Vaclav Havel *