“…said nothing for a time, just ran my fingertips along the edge of the human-shaped emptiness that had been left inside me”
― haruki murakami, blind willow, sleeping woman
empty
he waited
and, as always, the cold came
she didn’t
(bench, leopoldpark, brussel)
*shot with nikon d700, processed in aperture 3 and analog efex pro 2, wet plate filter, oh and I defocused the camera and breathed on the lens*
“Now I know what a ghost is. Unfinished business, that’s what.”
― Salman Rushdie, The Satanic Verses
So, unfinished business.
It’s time.
(EU Parliament, Elsene)
*Shot with iPhone 5 and edited with mobile Snapseed app. Image reflected in marble, or was it…*
What if.
The hand that rocked your cradle.
That held your hand.
Was wrong.
(Leopoldpark, Brussel)
“In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It’s important to combine the two in just the right amount.”
― Haruki Murakami, After Dark
converged
(Decorated door, Mechelen)
WordPress Photo Challenge – Converge – (re)converge(d)
“…but I’m lost, crushed, cold and confused
with no guiding light left inside…”
– Muse, Guiding Light
Cold December morning.
Traffic grinding toward oblivion.
Yet.
There is.
Light.
(R0, Zaventem)
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