Four Lion Heads

The Fishmarket

Waiting...

Reflexes

Together with the Sun
We will Fade Away....

The Steersman

Rust and Chains

We walk on a Boulevard,
Where Everything
is Already Carved.

Just a Reflex

Waiting for New Days,
Watching tides,
Slowly passing....

The Ring

Let's keep in Touch.
My Best Wishes to Everyone
who will travel here.
See You next year.

Friendship

Rust will not Consume
Old Iron

Wood and Iron

Who will die
for First?

The Bridge

Sunday

Waiting for a new
Working Day

The Black Knot

This is,sometimes,
Memory.

The Anchor

To strongest Storms,
I will Resist.

The Old Fishing Boat

There's Rust on my Bow,
but I still Cut the Waves.

Colors

Just enjoy the Colors,
while you don't know
what's hidden
in the Darkness.

The Small Blue Door

So Easy to Open...
Why not to Try?

The Chain

The colors of the Harbour:
Strong like a Chain.

The Fishnet

Tonight,like a Bridal Veil
I will Follow
a White Fishing Boat.

The Old Winch

No Cold
No Storm
Will stop
my Work

Rust

Rust on the Hulls
Like Blood
From Old Wounds