This is my tipi. In all stages: as a drawing, as a painting, sewn by myself and as memory in my photo album. I miss forest life and freedom. Let’s stay safe!
Another piece of that dream.
You enter the room and see the sun shining bright through the window. Dust particles in the air play in the light. You would like to take a breath on such a beautiful sunny day, so you open the window. You can see nothing. The darkness is so dense that you can’t even see your garden.
I’m idulging too much last time into the past, but it’s kinda therapeutical.
added some unseen pieces to illustration gallery
went for a walk
on the way home from work
vienna was named after this river
that only thing i want
best weather was seen out of the laboratory kitchen
went for a walk yesterday
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