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overexposed
14. April 2018
14. April 2018
going round in circles
7. April 2018
pink white and green
4. April 2018
unhealed
25. March 2018
of moss and wood
17. March 2018
Débris de mots
3. March 2018
3. March 2018
werewolves of the world, unite
17. February 2018
17. February 2018
Gold, Grey, Green
27. January 2018
Bye bye Birdie
21. January 2018
Resistance.
10. December 2017
let’s break the ice, sailor
25. November 2017
colourful flapping – the voice of the saints.
13. November 2017
Troll-Doll-Building
6. November 2017
6. November 2017
angles + curves
2. November 2017
i colori dell’infanzia – the colours of childhood
3. October 2017
3. October 2017
The poetry of lines
24. September 2017
Almonds are a girl’s best friend
11. September 2017
“On est bien peu de choses…”
6. September 2017
Of Fish and Men
10. August 2017
10. August 2017
La strada.
24. July 2017
Recto Verso
19. July 2017
19. July 2017
your memory will fade
10. July 2017
The last sigh
4. July 2017
inside out and outside in.
24. June 2017
24. June 2017
Peek-a-boo.
21. June 2017
21. June 2017
“Sky of blue – and sea of green…”
18. June 2017
18. June 2017
“My time will come”
17. June 2017
17. June 2017
Underneath the bridge – the nirvana awaits.
11. June 2017
17. June 2017
Sloughing wall
5. June 2017
17. June 2017
Urban bubbles
3. June 2017
17. June 2017
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