notre mère- II
where art the secrets and lies
of our lost childhood, our aspirations,
our simple desires of playing with a toy…? Continue reading notre mère- II
where art the secrets and lies
of our lost childhood, our aspirations,
our simple desires of playing with a toy…? Continue reading notre mère- II
The trees are happier for the Arara Azuls built a community
The clouds are happier that Julia looks up. Continue reading Arara Azuls and the little child
The seed that once germinated into a sapling
is now a fully grown tree… Continue reading Letters to a Friend – IV
By the lake on an evening… Continue reading Life is happening