i flew to watch traces of garden, dragonflies with birds and snake and in-between Wolfgang Lehmann introduced me to Kurt Kren's mama and papa
Sibi Sekar
I Wonder If Daylights Were White Nights or Something Childish But Very Natural
பாய்மம் / On Floating Bodies
Of Other Spaces
you are, i am
Representation
Animus Incendium
Teal City
Something on a Summer's Noon
The Tale Of The Entry/Exit
Night Train Light On Track
Malady of the Infinite
Thoughts Out Of Season
