VISUAL EFFECTS
I am here because of the images, not the words. Words are only slippering shadows on a white background, with …
I am here because of the images, not the words. Words are only slippering shadows on a white background, with …
The wind shuts doors in this house, taps on window pannels and shakes eaves from old roof tins. Through the …
Now, walking along these streets, I can smell preterit lives curling up among the rifts of these walls and paths …
The smell of smoking debris, the deafening roar of explosions and the shivery howl of sirens was all what she …
Mister Spider is never in a rush. He walks down through the wall with the indifference of a super-rich and …
Stop writing doesn’t seem an option at this point, and any negligence about that weighs as a living death sentence, …
Yet here, next to you, when the whole world remains at the mercy of unspoken things, curled up into the …
There must be a place, in some corner of this house, where remnants of unfinished dreams and unconsummated desires are …
It may be that time has come to a halt and all what remains is a cold Winter. But the …
The sunny days are fading away behind the gray mists, beyond dunes and mountains. The Winter announces its return in …