In the gray areas, between black and white, you can discover completely new worlds…
The loudest voices come from the hidden paths…
Sometimes you can just let the paper pieces dance and find their places by themselves…
If there can be no beauty without ugliness then what are we?
Sometimes the plain and meaningless elements can turn into diamonds and gold…
How some things can be simultaneously so strong and vibrant yet hazy and fragile….
At the first glimpse, you see something familiar and then the second one drowns you…
Talking about those colors, those darn beautifully faded colors and tones…