Fotini and Sapatek
Morph
Words that will never be said
Echoes of a soul
Inevitable Fate
What needs to come to light
The time has come
A costructive deconstruction
Ruins
Remains
Leftovers, what left is over
What left behind
Unloading
I am not who I was before
Where I was, before I come here
What never was
My broken trust and my stubborn heart
A hovering
An exodus from the vertical axis
A fall
A recovery
The surface is never fine
Forgotten
I pierce the veil of time
What do you dare to desire?




