I feel these last days were much about life,
spirit, empathy, vulnerability.
Life is unpredictable, we wouldn't change that, and yet this makes us fragile.
We want a good end.
I like the playing with thoughts and the plate that composes a variety of flavors.
Slow motion.
An image that can stand for some time,
longer than just seconds,
a mood that appears.
Moments that slip away and could disappear without having a deeper meaning, timeless seems the opposite, the picture that turns us in the opposite direction.

Between thoughts there is a nice lunch, at the terrace,
all with our own thought, taste, perception and imagination.