CAT’S HAIRBALL
Cats are divine. Cats are indifferent. We wanted to see what the first contact with the world would be, of that which is left when the Cat takes its shadow elsewhere.
ENVIOUS GAZE IN THE CITY
It’s very easy for the eyes to find something to envy. The sad thing is that the things we envy usually don’t return our gaze. In this city the envious gaze of a girl will follow a snail. That instead of a gaze will give her some words back.
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ENVIOUS GAZE IN THE FOREST
It’s very easy for the eyes to find something to envy. The sad thing is that the things we envy usually don’t return our gaze. In this forest the envious gaze of a girl will follow a bird. That instead of a gaze will give her some words back.
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WEATHER OCTOBER 2018
SUN SUN AND CLOUDS CLOUDS DARK CLOUDS STORM RAIN EVER-CHANGING WEATHER
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BROKEN NOSE
In this planet there are turtles, butterflies, whales and pigeons. In this planet there is a girl. What they have in common is a nose, a compass. How sad that only one of those noses is broken.
FLY EATER
Some people have a head full of birds. We believe that thoughts resemble flies. Flies that lurk inside and outside our heads. And still we cannot stop feeding on those flies, lest we starve.
LITTLE ELEPHANT GRENDEL’S TAKE
There are many ways of walking a path. Sharing is one of them. The paths elephants follow make us think about legacies, about families. This is the path that leads to something lovely.
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LITTLE ELEPHANT CORCHO’S TAKE
There are many ways of walking a path. Sharing is one of them. The paths elephants follow make us think about legacies, about families. This is the path that leads to something sad.
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WOODPECKERS
In the depths of the forest trees aren’t alone. There are birds. There are hearts. And it is well known that every heart holds wishes. Just like every tree has its birds. Beware of those wishes.
AUTUMN WIND
The wind blows and children play. It is a pity that leaves fall and toys break. But children cannot hold on to their innocence forever.