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WE SPOKE TO THE FISH AND TREES
I used to sail to islands. Deserted shores. Underwater worlds where shipwrecks sleep.
An imaginary world-building, the Romance with elsewhere, a memory of something imagined.
I want to grasp these places, keep them near. Create a portal. I take a photograph.
Maybe, just maybe these portals open worlds for you, too.
WORKS HANGING IN EAT LOVE
50x60 - €340
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