I was trying to resume some of my untouched projects, many of them I stopped in the middle of something that it was really important (and today I just say “what a shit“) and just started something else… one day just writing, the next day thinking about images I saw in the streets of Vienna or San Francisco and again and again trapped in ideas I never used .
Don´t get me wrong, English is not my original language and I find myself sometimes totally lost in different worlds , hiding behind dictionaries and cameras and at the same time it helped me to move around, following shadows in the streets, passing by hanging words – just in the borderline of silence and memories.
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