What do I know when I am in this place that I can know nowhere else? And then, vainly, what does this place know of me that I cannot know of myself?
To know a landscape properly you must go into it in person.
Grandparent's balcony
Shadow painting
Jagody w lesie
Balance of movement and stillness
Look below
Cherries, Kolonia Ulów
I live in great density.... Shelter lures me....
Lunan bay
