DELETED

in overflow of a heart
or from existence boredom
into the walls
you threw your words
but system press delete
paint covers freedom
wich no one ever read

NATURAL

We are born, growing, blooming, getting mature, fading and dying. This natural circle is beautiful in every stage and in every moment.
In this ongoing photo essay genre of naturmorte is mixing with honest female nudity. Women body being a symbol of life is compared to the stages of the plants development as a metaphor expressing the natural cycle.
It’s a gentle reminder of being grateful to your body. Loving each scar, every mark, every unique imperfection, signs which life gifted to each of us.
Stop trying to catch an illusion of perfection and praise the present moment, celebrate your life. Accepting and forgiving yourself.

NATURAL

We are born, growing, blooming, getting mature, fading and dying. This natural circle is beautiful in every stage and in every moment.
In this ongoing photo essay genre of naturmorte is mixing with honest female nudity. Women body being a symbol of life is compared to the stages of the plants development as a metaphor expressing the natural cycle.
It’s a gentle reminder of being grateful to your body. Loving each scar, every mark, every unique imperfection, signs which life gifted to each of us.
Stop trying to catch an illusion of perfection and praise the present moment, celebrate your life. Accepting and forgiving yourself.

DECAY

Center of old Nicosia is devided between two countries and lost in between war and piece.