not mine but yours
capsule collection 2009

imagine the eye of a storm: a small place of total peace, rendered still while –dangerously close- the debris swirls around you. it only seems so silent because all around you is in rage. in reality you're lost in your own thoughts, down in the tubes. the only debris that flies around you are your memories and possible futures of the present. they won't let you move on.

going ahead is false,
moving back is false
and looking the other way is false.

photos mylou oord
hair & make up zarah aharon
model katja verheul

photos mylou oord