Night was falling. I watched clips. I had a few drinks. And then I've spent time to make a new friend.

 

Tomorrow on my way to the North Sea to prepare some new still lifes! Reopening: Monday, April 23.

 

I can't wait for the summer! Review Kostroma. The silences, the mysteries, the glorious greens of the russian forest.

My spring 2012? Listen to reggae. Read some poetry. And for my photos, to study Morandi. And Sudek. And Tichy.

In Ibiza, my friend Pablo, the poet, brought me often collages. He saw me becoming the Pope of photographic haiku.

 

Sweet proposal...I offer a print of my "Red Bunch" to the first who gives me a cd of electroacoustic music. Okay?

Flowers and leaves have a soul. Long time after their deaths, their silent beauties continue to speak to us. From the earth, the seasons and the passing of time...