and you thought you were minimalist

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

platform


Magic has dried up.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

wok


Cheap postmodernism to take away.


And Yasai Ramen is my new best friend.

Monday, January 19, 2009

light


I am so tired of discussing with people.
Nobody wants to listen anymore.
So from now on I'll let shades of emotions speak for me.

Friday, January 16, 2009

light


So everybody appears to be happily moving on.
As for me, I seem to be trapped in this alternate universe of mine.
Here I am, hopelessly knocking on the looking glass.
Can you see me?

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

train



I am a scratch on a dirty window.
I am an uncanny vision on an alternate world.
Don't talk to me, I wouldn't know what to say.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

afternoon


That's the last one.
That's the last one.
That's the last one.
That's the last one.
That's the last one.
That's the last one.
That's the last one.
That's the last one.
That's the last one.
That's the last one.
That's the last one.

Monday, January 12, 2009

train


Grande Raccordo Anulare is war. Train is love.
And, after one week of train, I've already got a tingling sensation in my heart.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

coach






Back in the city.
Ah, new home.
More to follow.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

frozen


A frozen soul.
In a frozen body.
In a frozen world.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

tube


Why are you looking at me? I'm just stealing your soul.

Monday, December 8, 2008

piccadilly


When I was a kid, I was convinced it was some kind of famous circus, with acrobats, clowns, tigers and lions.
I still had a tiny hope to see a tiger as I was stepping out from the underground station.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

breakfast


As soon as I landed in Stansted, the concept of mushrooms has started to flash in my mind.

Friday, December 5, 2008

orange


There's this sweet and sour story about a leaf asking for an emergency parachute but everybody around has already disappeared, so the leaf closes its eyes and the wind blows gently.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

ciampino


Sometimes it helps focusing on little details rather than on the overall picture.
This is especially true when the overall picture is Ciampino.

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

fog


“Your last wish, Mr. Leaf?”
“I want to learn how to play cello, I want to play Bach's first suite for cello solo on a lakefront and while I play I want to sense the fog slowly taking possession of me, every single molecule of mine.”

Saturday, November 29, 2008

fnac


My favorite spot had already been taken.
I gave them the evil eye.

Friday, November 28, 2008

mushroom


Angry bartender made this for me.
“Go read your future in your coffee now,” he said.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

coach






“How do you get this imminent-end-of-the-world-consciousness look of yours?”
“I wash my face with inevitability twice a day.”

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

walk


Maybe it's not that bad.
Maybe I still want to move to the UK.
At least I could walk on this path every single day of my life.

hotel


“Nice view, huh?”
“Those lights.”
“So do you still want to move to the UK?”
“I don't know. I'm not so sure now. I am not sure of anything.”
“I see.”
“Hey, am I actually speaking to myself?”
“Yes.”
“Oh.”