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 – like honest female nudity.
The woman’s body being a symbol of life is compared to the stages of the plant’s development as a metaphor expressing the natural cycle.
A gentle reminder of being grateful to our bodies  – with  every scar and mark, every unique imperfection. With all the signs life gifted to each of us.
Stop catching the illusion of perfection and praise the present moment, celebrate your life.
Accept and forgive yourself.

NATURAL

We are born, growing, blooming, getting mature, fading and dying. This natural circle is beautiful in every stage – like honest female nudity.
The woman’s body being a symbol of life is compared to the stages of the plant’s development as a metaphor expressing the natural cycle.
A gentle reminder of being grateful to our bodies  – with  every scar and mark, every unique imperfection. With all the signs life gifted to each of us.
Stop catching the illusion of perfection and praise the present moment, celebrate your life.
Accept and forgive yourself.

DECAY

A story of old Nicosia, divided between two countries.
Lost in between war and peace for 50 years.
Exceptional circle of life, slow fade, seeds growing through ashes.