Am I swarming out of myself?

Blanket for sleepers, sculptors, smokers, assistants and children in shallow waters

Bubbles

Camillas poem

Home is upside down (classic)

Home is upside down (rude)

Home is upside down (sloppy perfect)

Is dialogue an addition?

Leaving the 20th century

Leaving the 20th century poem

RGB, curious?

Stopped by flowers

The Devil's party

This is me. This is the rain. This is a cat. This is its daily walk…

This year or last (sculpture for Camillas poem)

Will somebody soon be called "mate"?