Category Archive: photography

Simple, right?

I would take the sky in my palm and I would break the water into pieces, I would smell the sun and I would sleep the grass’s green… But I would touch the… Continue reading

Unfinished song

  I stopped by the shadow of the sun. It was warm there and the thoughts were circling around the unfinished song. I did not understand its words. Unfinished letters should’ve I said?… Continue reading

Behind the bars 

The cruel wild beast is not behind the bars of the cage, he stands in front of it. Axel Munthe in The Story of San Michele (1929) *     *