These photos. In the gap of interview, On the way,hustle and bustle, when the silence, under the sky ... ... Nothing big some days. An idle person, In a place I want to go, Or must to go.
In a completely arbitrary way. Meet, some exists only in relation to things, occasionally known things; more than shape, and color, odor characteristics. If a pin, a fading branches on two layer platform edge airer of a distant stockaded village , not careful to spread the table of porridge, food factories in a corner ... ...
Not everything from long began to have been conceived.