a family of waterdancers

2012. my brother

2010. me

wind-watcher

she stood on the edge of the waves, completely still, and looked across the water for a long time. after a while she retreated back inland the same way she came from. i like people who take pleasure from their alone-time, i can really relate to that.

bööööööö

portaal ei tööta

kadunud asjade maa

kui ma õigesti mäletan, lähevad kindad kindamaale, kingad kingamaale ja tantsivad kassid lähevad tantsivate kasside maale.

enough of these mortal organs, she sighs