Fir

Under everyday life layers

End of year in the mist

There is something almost symbolic in the fact that these last days of the year are filled with mist. 10 meters visibility equals how far we can see in our past or future.

All walls fall down eventually

Mom

No one looks for stars when the sun’s out.

You came here alone, but you create hundreds of new worlds

First lf portraits of Foxy

Recent photos

On the swing of seasons

Sometimes there is no difference between the eyes I look at and the eyes I look through

So many images so little words

Visiting a town by Danube river

Love novel cover

LF