I like to see a place from one point very familiar bit the one that you can’t really remember, just the feeling of “I think I’ve been here but when and why and how?”. Also I think that to see empty streets or at least that I can’t distinguish any people, adds to the whole atmosphere of dizziness and bewilderment

How I’d imagine waking up disoriented on the side of a street would feel like. The blur acts quite in favor of the artist’s intent.

Can’t remeber if dream or memory, in a few moments little boys will run across the tram tracks. I smile at them and point towards the approaching train when they keep running around playfully, to draw their attention to their safety, just as in a newer, colorful version of the very same picture my grandfather firmly holds my shoulder and points smiling to the approaching train. I miss him so much.

I was walking fast in the cold streets to come back home.

Anytime you may feel blurred or lost, I start to change my thoughts. I start to think differently. In the end it’s a choice. I remember when I was younger was so much effective

When those memories that hurt you start to get greyer and greyer until they disappear maybe it means you're healing