(The mask project)

All of us hold the mask

We are subjected to slavery

my little project: "closed eyes, closed soul"

Preview of new series

My little project "closed eyes, closed soul"
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The ghost sleeps
Remembering the last winter
Cold sleeping trees
That gloomy murmur

I want to be a part of a tree
Maybe like a root.
You will discover my unwanted skeleton roots hidden deep in the ground
in the woods

Untitled

In silence.

I dreamed of your dead.
I wasn't afraid.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday...
Walking with a ghost
The night has no end
The moon has nothing to be sad about
The darkness begins to consume her body
She is not human anymore
She is a ghost
The night comes to an end

Some of my photographs that i like.