larmes de lavande

October 21, 2012

It’s necessary to transform pain into art. To give form to suffering.
Even if it’s just a common “wringing one’s hands in despair”. This
is also a convention of pain. Without convention there is no art.
At the same time it’s humiliating not to be able to speak
directly, to scream, to weep. It’s not enough.

Sakura Spring Kiss

August 11, 2012

The Neglected Essence

August 4, 2012

Rose Rushing

April 27, 2011


November 20, 2010

photos taken in summer 2009 I guess or sometime before that.

falling down

November 13, 2010


October 16, 2010