AT DUSK I RISE

Today I give myself a gentle re-introduction to the world of blogging. I really don't have much to say for now, nor do I want to commit to anything rigid or at worst a clinical routine that smells of desperation. This will be a raw and creative outlet for me. Sometimes news, things, pictures or thoughts. A diary. I'll just have to see. No plan is the plan, to flow like water.

These pictures are of the full moon during the past lunar cycle. Recently, my favourite times have been swimming in the sea at dusk. I feel connected when the day transitions to night, bobbing vulnerably in the silence and immersed in the sea. Please enjoy the small gallery below.