In the meadows, what for a boat? (Wiesenland)

So I come home from Wuppertal with new visual vocabulary of and for life and its challenges, and I question myself about what we build. What we build, why we build it, and what is worth building even if destiny halts its completion. Afterall, what does ‘complete’ really mean? Continue reading In the meadows, what for a boat? (Wiesenland)

He takes her by the hand and leads her into the castle, the others follow

…that is the reason my mind didn’t resist the repetition or the density…You could just stay forever watching, as if you were in them. In this room of what life is. How incredible is it that we can be touched by something so hard to understand? To appreciate something you wish you knew how to better interpret? Continue reading He takes her by the hand and leads her into the castle, the others follow