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After Eight Moments…

  .   Monochromic stormWhen emptiness swallows all, Light always peeks through…    . . . If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Shot of an immersive exhibition, where white light designs are pojected in a pitch black room.

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The snowflake…

On days like today, Nature didn’t seem to bother with simple physics’ laws. The snow floated in mid-air, weightless, like sparkling diamonds waiting to be picked. The birds sang spring songs in the backstreet, probably to shake the lingering cold off their feathers. I walked pointlessly. Just a blurry silhouette in a Monet winter scene.…… Continue reading The snowflake…