Selma Pascal & Yané!

with the portrait kiosk at their Wedding

Fischermanns playing

I have this taste in the mouth,
this taste that comes when you travel too much by train bus bike and anything,
it's like a very light sea sik feeling, made of thousands of litte coloured points that join to a soft grey.
And it feels exiting and over dosed at once.
A mix of all the colours that step into me in high velocity through the train window and it's reflection.