ASPHALT

 

SS 2015

Fuming after rain, wet with leaves and pollen - my mirror - asphalt.

 

Scattered with tiny stones, warmed by the morning and evening sun – my rythm - my asphalt.

 

Grey haze, pitch dark and suddenly almost milk white,  color palette – my mood – my asphalt.

White line drawings,  road sign translations – my direction – my asphalt. 

 

Laces of patches – signs of bypassed years – traces left by time – my way – my asphalt. 

 

Being close, going uphill and  leading far away - very personal and just as worldly – my dream - my asphalt. 

 

The keeper of my imprints and the knower of the rythm of my steps – my time –  my asphalt.

 

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