Monday, February 16, 2009

passer-by

By Gueorgui Pinkhassov


By Trent Parke

By Rene Burri
By Bruce Davidson


By Chien-Chi Chang
By Ferdinando Scianna


Drawing a line between me and the noise - shell for my standstill thoughts. My blood rushes treating me like a taxicab to translocate itself, to leak out of the disturbed tissues of that big city.

1 comment:

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