If walls could talk…
If walls could talk… Walls? What´s a wall? for the homeless?
What is here and never goes?
Before… I grew up listening to grown-ups telling me: What was here and had gone how this place was before the war… happy and beautiful
He was very shy, that first time. At the beginning, He wouldn’t raise his eyes, afraid to break the movement...
One with nature
This serie is about a dance with nature, soft whispers with the same.
Refracted instances of “being”
We live less. I am now conscious that our way of life is constantly lowering our level of awareness of being.