SUR UN ARBRE PERCHE
PERCHED ON A TREE
« My windows are always open because I feel lonely. My studio is so narrow that I’m feeling lonely, but the only air intake that leaves me out of my solitude gives on a monotonous gray, an object that I do not like » exclaims a student I called out of his window.
Delft, cyclists, pedestrians, students, employees ...
Delft, water, canals.
Delft, silence and dark nights.
Birds, butterflies, bats and dragonflies.