paredes bajo la espalda

wall. wall. wall. wall. wall.

sometimes we just face walls..we walk, we find a wall, we try to run we find a huge wall. we try to talk to someone who cares and there's nothing but a wall..

pared. pared. pared. pared

a veces caminamos y lo único que encontramos son paredes, paredes y más paredes, caminamos y encontramos una pared, tratamos de correr y encontramos una enorme pared, a veces intentamos hablar con alguien, pero no hay más que una pared...

demasiada información

TWO SIDES

i've always thought there are two sides of everything...the right, the wrong, the weak, the strong, full-empty, new-old, big or small and i could mention many possibilities of the infinite opposites in this universe...but basically it depends on us to decide which side we wanna see or feel or experience...

light as a feather...

Portraits of my friend...a great dancer, a great woman, a great human being...