A Heart far Away

2522: A Heart far Away

I see you.
I love you.

Red Tulips, 30 April 2006, Regents’ Park, London, UK


Summer Relief

0700: Summer Relief

Parched in this unbearable heat,
A few drops,
Allows me to wait for you just a little bit more.

Drops on Leaves; 3 March 2013, Mumbai, India

Hide, My Love

6034: Between the Green

Hide, my dear love,
I’ll see you even then.
My heart seeks only you.

White Flowers in Grass, 22 September 2011, Goa, India

Falling Leaves

Open Your Hand

Autumn is over the long leaves that love us, And over the mice in the barley sheaves; Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us, And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves.

The hour of the waning of love has beset us, And weary and worn are our sad souls now; Let us part, ere the season of passion forget us, With a kiss and a tear on thy drooping brow.

William Butler Yeats – The Falling Of The Leaves

Autumn Leaves, 27 October 2007, Oxford, United Kingdom

A Brown Brick House


Sometimes the house of the future is better built, lighter and larger than all the houses of the past, so that the image of the dream house is opposed to that of the childhood home. Late in life, with indomitable courage, we continue to say that we are going to do what we have not yet done: we are going to build a house. This dream house may be merely a dream of ownership, the embodiment of everything that is considered convenient, comfortable, healthy, sound, desirable, by other people. It must therefore satisfy both pride and reason, two irreconcilable terms.

~ Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space