Tiny Baby

We were all tiny once.

Treehouse

At some point in my life I will live in a treehouse on the treetops and wait for the really bright starry nights to come around and just light one up and stare at the sky... What more do I want?

The Magic Circus

El artista en cuestión tiene cierta obsesión con la carne , las imágenes de la virgen y los conejos; ya en varias de sus obras se repiten. Ojalá supiera qué nos está tratando de decir.

Shades of Blue

The Blue shade of a peculiar Sunday morning...

Melting building

Vertigo

Anyone whose goal is 'something higher' must expect someday to suffer vertigo. What is vertigo? Fear of falling? No, Vertigo is something other than fear of falling. It is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.

Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

Kids

Oleg Dersky (Kiev , Ukraine)

No pongas nada, dale

Gugu y yo.
Me siento mal