A place where I can put things, words, worlds. A kaleidoscopic turmoil of wild geese, glass, concrete, grass, rhizomes.
Elder. Fog, island grey.The sun shines brightly with a warm glow outside. Inside are Moroccan pillows and a beautiful tile floor. I sit comfortably with my legs on the leather footrest. I have a projector at hand and cast moving images from all sorts of places on the rough white walls. Seated here, I feel quite at home.

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