What shall I say or write about them. They are and I can only keep them for the record. Surrealism, “mon amour fou”, you will be with me until I die some day.
In life we have choices, in art we have not, here are my demons.
No more questions, no more answers, I am exhausted. Grow.

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These photographs were taken with a mobile phone: shop interiors, at my place, on the train and from television images. They are not digitally manipulated except resizing and cutting off the edges a few times.

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