On the ground

Well, I often feel like flying, but I must admit, I love the ground. Soil, rocks, roots… all those crazy shapes, ghouls, ghosts, bodies… Well, you know… imagination, right? Here it just rocks. Like crazy!!! … Continue reading


I am walking on the rocks, on the soil… maybe not on water, but still, I am walking on the surface of my amazing Island. But somehow… I feel her soul. Her rich inside. Thoughts and stories about the past, … Continue reading