Honeymoon

I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.
Gaza 2015

by Ezz

by Ezz

Arriving to Gaza

photography

nadsat.orange

In the Desert, in Spring

Judaean Desert

April 2015

photography

nadsat.orange

nigel o'connor

When I try to analyze my own cravings, motives, actions and so forth, I surrender to a sort of retrospective imagination which feeds the analytic faculty with boundless alternatives and which causes each visualized route to fork and re-fork without end in the maddeningly complex prospect of my past.