My woods are made of this. My dreams, my symbols, my totems. Recurrent themes, ancient gods. My tattoos, ritual jewellery. My feet, my blood. My diary, my dreams. Letters and words. The things I see. My bags and a plane. Books, music, movies. The beach. My home, my sky. Far-away cities. Far-away homes. Rivers, oceans, water. My stories, my ancestors. Nightmares and salt. Nostalgia. Bones and tendons. Heart-rending happiness. My dance, my words, my dreams.
Please enter with an open mind.
