Where is home? This is a question that has haunted me since 1973 and I still have no answer. I know what my passport says,
Where is home? This is a question that has haunted me since 1973 and I still have no answer. I know what my passport says,
Photographs often speak louder than words, especially in Lolita’s case. I just got off the phone with the animal shelter after reporting in on the
< p style=”text-align:justify;”>How much do you trust those you love? There probably as many answers to this questions as there are people on this planet.
We are all travellers in one way or another, each journey varying according to the stages in life. I travel several roads simultaneously, which makes
I was going through my photography archives and found a photograph that made me stop and think about my life and self. I grew up
Welcome to a new series in my continuous exploration of Berlin. Last week I got fed up of carrying my Fuji camera around for reasons