sky

Everyone is free to choose what gives him wings behind his back.

I wanted to show the sun in the ringing emptiness of the blue sky, pampering rays and simultaneously incinerating. Tangerines…

My dream of space begins in childhood. I remember the astrology class at school and my first star atlas. Beckoning…

If you see the Sky / you’ll find your lullaby / Those are your bones, / travelling in the Universe…