Two of the roses are still blooming in the garden. Amazingly, given that we are in November. Feels like spring can come now. 🙂
I am a poet and between different kind of artistic projects I am illustrating the poems from some manuscripts I have written for some years ago. Mostly of my illustrations, paintings and photos belongs to different poems. There is a reason that my works can differ so drastically from each other but it has with I am a versatile poet. I write not only about life and death and hope and longing, I also write tributes to nature, to life's journeys, to our inner awakening. Sometimes I let myself cradled in the cradle of surrealism to dream in the abstract, whose boundless breaks the shackles they were chained in.