“to want and not to have, sent all up her body a hardness, a hollowness, a strain
and then to want and not to have- to want and want- how that wrung the heart, and wrung it again and again!”
― virginia woolf, to the lighthouse
hands in
pockets
face turned aside
he
tied his
shoelace
she
died inside
(bus stop, luxemburgplein, brüssel)
*shot with iphone5, edited with aperture 3, analog efex pro2, wet plate filter, inspired by Mara*












