A garden in the chest of the gardener...

It leads you on the secret ways where reason is no help.

....

Ani before and during a shoot with my friend Nellie

Amplitude

The time is now

From colours to silence

Love

Water was the keyword, cold salty and always moving. What I remember most vividly was me sitting by that unfamiliar river, reading a book... a book that somehow spun everything and blanked out all my illusions, a river that swept away what I thought to be my heart.  A side of me got drown and though I can still hear the bubbles coming out from the helpless throat, I can't stop loving these big blues and deep greens I am swimming in.

Interpret myself

While I crawl into the unknown... cover me

Ready for winter

Still wander

Misty moments

A glimpse

 

We surely whirl
moments scattered over the spiral we create
and the center that is today inner
tomorrow I find it in the outer world

Home for pigeons and cables

Circling

"Suddenly there is a world within this world,
ocean inside the water jar."
Rumi