Mum’s awakening blanket
On a vivid-white blanket, I draw seemingly random, meandering lines from a single point with a pitch-black graphite…
Via Francigena
An assignment from my burnout completely spirals out of control. I decide to walk the pilgrimage route between…
The metamorphosis of the wasp
I confess. I'm a psychonaut. Since always in my imagination, and for some years now, also in my actions. And actions…
The magical mystery tour
I am permanently somewhere on the road as a solivagant in the time period between my first and second week of training…
A very irregular head
Since I was young I am attracted by the personality of Syd Barrett. Only recently I exactly understand why.