As long as I can remember, I fly in my dreams. Sometimes I fly beautifully, ... sometimes I crash. But it’s always a scene, always a scenario. Like I’m saying to myself, are you ready to take off?
Only four pens in front of me, four colors. I started drawing lines with each one.
Only four pens in front of me, four colors. I started drawing lines with each one.
A visual response to a song made by Çalka
A visual response to a song made by Çalka
Until I got out of there, I fought wars even in my sleep. Damn you, city of mine.
Until I got out of there, I fought wars even in my sleep. Damn you, city of mine.
