Gudzwi: Two sides. Cracked wood and reflective glass.
Gudzwi: In the stable. Not Jesus.
Gudzwi: I think I'll sleep this winter.
Gudzwi: I think I'll sleep this winter.
Gudzwi: I'll catch You. Hope so.
Gudzwi: Structure made by nature and human beeing.
Gudzwi: Whole Lotta Shakin' Goin' On.
Gudzwi: Take my hand.
Gudzwi: Pas toujours une fin.
Gudzwi: Part of the dark history. Behind a new fence.
Gudzwi: Gloomy. The last waltz.
Gudzwi: Closer. The last waltz.
Gudzwi: Me. Almost visible.
Gudzwi: Dreaming. From an island in the South Pacific.
Gudzwi: Lost innocence. In a lost place.
Gudzwi: In the dark. A small ray of hope.
Gudzwi: Musical chairs. Stuhlpolka.
Gudzwi: Clean Up. With a lot of energy.
Gudzwi: I found it that way. Neglected. 01
Gudzwi: I found it that way. Neglected. 02
Gudzwi: I found it that way. Neglected. 03
Gudzwi: I found it that way. Neglected. 04
Gudzwi: I found it that way. Neglected. 05
Gudzwi: Wheels up. Is it possible to drive into clouds this way?
Gudzwi: Table, cover you up for dinner. Or Lent?
Gudzwi: Standing in the light. Like a shadow.
Gudzwi: Room with a view. For the bucket.
Gudzwi: Monday blues. And blue outlook.
Gudzwi: Dusty. And spooky.
Gudzwi: The ravages of time. Do create mysterious places.