Beyond blue, grey.

I have lived for nearly all my life in Europe, with a few years early on in Canada so know nothing different but have a sense of relief when the first signs of the yearly calender change and brings something new with the coming season. The new air bites my wind pipe and reminds me that I am as much my surroundings, the observed as I am the observer.

out of season

What happened to our summer. If it carries on like this I will have to resume some old experiments before the month is out!!


Packaging in which to age images.