sexta-feira, 5 de outubro de 2007


Outubro 2007, Porto

The angel inside tends to try to control the devil next door. The wings give freedom to the poor minded, as they plunge of a cliff. Some are white and shiny, others dark and bright. Most of them are invisible to the human eye, but these where captured in a moment of inspiration. What you feel is the fresh air of the flight, what you don't know is that these wings are yours and mine.
"You shlould always shoot for the moon, because even if you miss, you'll land on the stars".

1 comentário:

Joaquim Amândio Santos disse...

perfilam-se genes que farão história nos tempos dedicados aos sussurros...