Month: May 2014

Dandelion.

Nowhereland.

The garden.

Im SchĂĽtzengraben.

A mechanical bird will not heal me.

Mother, they broke my wrists.

Goldberg variations.

Water.

Eyebeam.

Learning to crawl.

Streetlife.

Tropic of fever.

The seventh plague.

Cutting off at the root.

Protecting the sign.

Sukiyaki.

It’s raining cats and dogs.  

Copy that

Air raid siren.

Scratching the window.

A tribute to H.R. Giger.

What might have been happened to Abraham and Isaac if God had been in a bad mood that day.

Sacrifice.

The Last Supper.

Crystal Meth.

Asphalt.

At the dentist.

A new general is born.

Der Schoss ist fruchtbar noch aus dem das Grauen kroch.  

Flesh.

I don’t want to see something but cannot help doing so.

Farewell.

Fear of the dark.

Prey.

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