#48

#48

"Nigdy o tobie nie ośmielam się mówić

ogromne niebo mojej dzielnicy (...)"

(Z. Herbert)

  two photos & Dorota's painting incorporated in one of them.

#52

Matter never makes jokes: it is always full of the tragically serious

-- Bruno Schulz

złote runo na Saskiej Kępie & nieszczęśliwie poczęstowany piłką hipopotam Lusia // scary thing found in Warsaw's embassy district & Lusia the hippo at Natural History Museum in Lodz

#63

Wor(l)ds

#69 volcanic topographies [ ► ]

#66

Tender

#53

"Nature’s first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf’s a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay."

(Robert Frost, "Nothing gold can stay")

It's raining outside and I'm wondering what this autumn and winter will change.

"A missing piece I yearn to find".