Spring is in the Air
about the vanishing of borders. Ruben Aubrecht was artist in
I’m twenty-seven,
she’s seventeen.
“Blind Cupid,
lame Cupid,
both blind and lame Cupid
said, Love this girl,”
about the vanishing of borders. Ruben Aubrecht was artist in
I’m twenty-seven,
she’s seventeen.
“Blind Cupid,
lame Cupid,
both blind and lame Cupid
said, Love this girl,”
On a summer night in Istanbul, after a discussion about the Turkish communist writer Nâzım Hikmet on a terrace facing the Golden Horn. 54 years after the construction of the Berlin Wall. Passing by on a carpenter workshop late at night watching the wroker repairing old carpets at 1 am in the morning; long never ending nights of work in neon light. Ottoman Buildings scurry over in artifical lights….
Tens of thousands are gathering for peace ceremonies in Hiroshima to mark the 69th anniversary of the US atomic bombing of the city, as anti-nuclear sentiment runs high in Japan.