the guest

knock! knock!

"who's that?"
"opportunity!"
"can't be!"
"why not?"
"oppotunity knocks only once!"

speeding cars

myanmar, flores island, china and home. these are four places from where and about where i keep receiving news these days.

the mailboxes and the inboxes are filled with sentences explaining about the colors and the songs, the shouts and the smells from those locations.

the news keep coming like speeding cars, from everywhere, as if the news were made of light.

before we go...

it was taken on the top of a birdwatching tower in the middle of a frozen forest, somewhere in the north.