experience

changed travelling-plan 

in

my

father's

house are

many rooms

L' E S P R I T

in my father's house are many rooms 

L'ESPRIT 

where no materials are available
make use of natural cover
you should be sheltered
from the wind
in completely open plains
sit with your back to the wind
a shelter is more comfortable
if it is high enough to sit in

cave 

hurricanes can occur
at any time
if you are in a solid house
stay where you are
travel
in a hurricane is dangerous
if you are outdoors
a cave will offer protection
if unable to escape
lie flat on the ground

good-bye 

new room to exist 

downstairs 

there is something in the wind 

la presion

a new story

what if everything never happened 

travelling 

journey 

the deadly space between

inside while retaining
as much as possible
of the traditional charm
no pains have been spared to create
a most comfortable and elegant home

magnificent views are to be experienced
at almost every turn in the road
during the heat of the day
one can repose
in small squares
shaded by plane trees

homelessness 

light 

I never get used
never feel at home
no stories
start talking and break all
carry your friend
he shows you the way
very particular
the goal
make a hole
open the door
an event a meeting
the water
she will take everything
a criminal returns to his mother

warm 

thoughtful 

there is no place like home

burnt outside 

strengthen fear
destroying form
revealing secrets
unbalanced driven by vague feelings
near to madness
pain
being untouchable
a situation
changing fickle form
I give back
in extreme sentence
fight to survive
the most earthly
more as doing
the form that people recognize
takes space
I don´t want to be recognized

I take care of my impressions

let them go

to break

destroying habits

till the end

my life

hard without hate

handclapping

no grins

perhaps I shall be eliminated

place for depth

the strength of the meeting

una casa rehabilitado

para dar techo

a los viajeros en busca

de lo inédito

remembrance 

destroyed 

airplane window

the beautiful going

noiseless

emptiness

just a touch

not recognizable streets

looking inside

where people look for warmth

walls of glass

mirrors

woman with umbrella

sun

a pilar let me lean

sólo para

ermitaños

introvertidos

enfermos de las prisas

amantes de la paz

conservadores de la castidad

la naturaleza y la silencio en extinción

no promete lujos
ni reverencias
pero tampoco falta
el aroma casero

close 

looking inside