It’s my mum’s birthday.
If.
But.
So I’m celebrating privately amongst my memories.
MY BOOK! FINALY!!
The Self Published Writer's Cut.
One of these two.
A random image.
looking for sunny periods
I like shells
There to remind me
An old photo remains
can't click on this one yet (you can now - i found a reference to fourteen)
Who am i? What's going on?
A long and (not) winding road.
Always leads to my door.
Only ever meant to last the night...
One I Took Earlier.
an eye on autumn
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What a lovely picture! Were they dressing up for the photographer or...?
I have one of my mom in Chinese garb. She was playing in Brecht's Caucasian Chalk Circle in Bamberg in the heady years after WWII when they finally could.
i think it was for the show
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