Forgotten first version of DNA track.
Sunset
Just yesterday’s track
Imaginary Friends
Sometimes I need to dream of the imagination I had as a child.
Strings in progress
Sometimes I’m in doubt about myself. My insecure fingers blindly running over the strings … till they suddenly remember other invisible ones, connecting me to the beloved faces and moments of my life.
Simultaneously
Different universes.
Are you the observer or the observed?
