`The dandelion seeds into the air`

`The dandelion seeds` - 13th March 2020


My dearest son, with his curious and mischievous eyes, who used to climb up on my shoulders like a little squirrel, asking me to tell him a story.


I don`t even know if time has been shorter or, longer so far till now, but when I realized how he has grown enough that I become the one who can rely on his shoulders. 


`I try to catch every sentence, every word you and I say.` - a quote from Anton Chekov


Those precious times would become simply memories. To the end what we would carry all the way of our lives are memories.




`Into the air` - 13th March 2020


`Self-sabotage`

`Morning light - something that speaks to me` - 7th July 2018


A-ha moment, which shocks us on rare occasions.

Something that you thought that is how you felt, or that seems to be true, was

showing simply a trace of trauma that I have been carrying around with me.

I could see myself easily from an observer’s point of view, why people would react that way toward me, or.


Even to the extent of surprising myself for how come that I didn`t even pay attention to my tendency of thinking that way.


Those guardian angels are kind enough to show an `explanation` soon after, for what has been lacking in me. Maybe lacking is not the right word. More like a realization. Valuable to say `No.`


I don`t understand it, but at the same time intuitively knowing. Let it fall, let it happen.

Dive deeper, or without any intention out of my own, things are in motion to wake me up even further. Literally I don`t have to do anything.


`All that we see Is but a dream within a dream.` - a quote from Edgar Allan Poe 



`Black & duck` - 8th July 2018


`A blue plastic bucket`

`The blue time was not wasted.  We feel it, even before we understand it` - 17th June 2018


Let me show you something you have never seen before.


My father`s exaggerated manner of expression, as if some magical thing could happen any moment through his hands.


A giant beetle with silent yet dignified appearance, along with the sound of a river along. Re-building of our dreamy castle on the sand, again and again as a child, as if we will win over the wave of water one day.


Innocent yet something cunning on my brother`s giggling face, meanwhile, I know exactly what he is thinking in his mind.   Soulfully connected, creatively balanced, weak traits for what I lack, they have.



`You would never know unless moving forward` - 20th June 2018

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