Holding some magic in my hand.
- *All photography*
- *My art*
I’m moving to London in six days… Holy shit :D
Experimenting with sparklers during a Friday night :D
A photography from Malcov, Slovakia, from a house where my mum grew up.
Why Why… Why? Why do you think I’m not eternity? Anyways Why are nails Sticking out Of your eyelashes?
Sometimes I just want to slowly stand And motion the air And swallow my skin And put it in a can
And by the time everyone will be given sparkles on their plates That’s the moment when I’ll be finished throwing up the black coal. Do you sometimes feel like this, too?
All the direction in the world is a cheat.
Sometimes You keep waiting For a rock To fly into you To crush you deep So you can drown In an always-falling paradise But Instead The draggers play with you The draggers and triggers Openers, closers Pushers, pullers Shocks, stills Flashbacks and prophecies Rising, falling Uprising, obeying The teasing and leaving. All of them play with you. Contradict each other And in the end Rip you apart
This picture shows a wall in my room that I’ve kept decorating. I’ll miss it when I move to London!
What I saw in my mind and wrote, 29th July.
Traditional sweet breakfast, Lima, Peru, July 2012
Never enough pink in your hair, remember that.
Leaving Peru now after being here for 18 days. One thing I learned the most: sometimes only complete strangers can cheer you up.