Last year, I've often looked out of the window. The clouds. The landscape. And the passage of time, like here in Berlin under the snow.

 

Is it possible to make trendy pictures with faded flowers? I willingly admit that I don't give a damn to know the answer to this question.

 

I've forgotten everything about this photo given to a Korean friend. Who owned the bear? Why so many blacks? I no longer know.

 

For the Germans, there is Oktoberfest. For the Indians, the feast of Colors. And for me, every day, the feast of Still Life!