Death Makes Mystics of us All
Death Makes Mystics of Us All

“We would rather be ruined than changed
We would rather die in our dread
Than climb the cross of the moment
And let our illusions die.”

W.H. Auden (1907 – 1973)

Into the Deep with Holga

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Which way to turn, to the left to the right straight ahead or burn, All these pathways lead the same, fortune lost a tortured fame, One thousand callings to forsake this hill, these choices find me standing still.

When the Heart has Healed

"Go, lightly" she said. "You are born to it I think."

“Go, lightly” she said.

Heart Opened


I can’t get inside
I can’t get inside

I must please
The guardian
Let me in
Let me in

Soft, unbroken
Spread like the wind
Breath pure unspoken
Called to begin

Unable to translate
The inside out
Heart broken
Heart opened

Into the Fire

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New Photos


A peak at the first photo shoot for Attasalina by Mariana Schulze

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