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There wasn’t much space left for Her to go wild, because Man had spread all over the place. But there were pockets and the smaller the pockets the more space they had for little idyllic lovescapes. The mountains were gentle and docile, their valleys pastoral carpets, and the coasts were moody and melancholy without inflicting any harm.
glimpse: TOWARDS | Towards the sun, always, but never in a straight line.
glimpse: SUNFLOWER CEMETERY | And when they ask us why all the sunflowers are dead, we’ll just tell them the truth. That this cemetery is really a cradle.
Egernsund / Denmark · 2018 full width mirror
Aerial / Atlantic · 2016 bluest sea
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