Seasons of Hopes and Dreams

As August began I would begin to look forward to Autumn and then to winter. It's literally the middle of the summer and all I can do is dream and become sentimental and romanticize freezing temperatures and snowy evenings.  The cold air blowing, snowstorms, hot chocolate and sweaters. If you were cold, you could put on a sweater or go beneath the covers - in the heat there was no cover and as I said, the air conditioner didn't really work as they do today. 

Ten Million Smiles

Ten million smiles… But where does it all go? That magic and spiritual warmth? Are the lights shut down forever? How can something that existed for so long suddenly be extinguished and one day, forgotten? A life in pictures, smiles and adoration. Cold winter days and storms brewing. Your eyes were like a furnace warning up the room, the city, the world. Our world.

Not Only a Dream

In the air, in the house, aromas of misconceptions and emotional persuasions towards... The fireplace is lit and the heat is overwhelming the freezing drops of wind that find its way inside… Her body, ablaze with her love, hair falling over and her eyes closed and her lips smiling.

False Reflecting Mirrors (or Broken Clocks)

A new day, just like the old day. Same old broken clocks on the walls and false reflecting mirrors. Outside there is scattered trash spinning in the wind and abandoned cars that have run out fuel - no way to go further..