
The dervishes in my heart, chasing the flavors they worship.

The dervishes in my heart, chasing the flavors they worship.

The beginning of everything. If your feet keep leaving the ground, this is what it turns into.

The beginning of everything. If your feet keep leaving the ground, this is what it turns into.

If I had a studio, I’d put sculptures like this at the entrance. Would I? I would. Fuck it.

If I had a studio, I’d put sculptures like this at the entrance. Would I? I would. Fuck it.

Long, long journeys born from a single track.

Long, long journeys born from a single track.
