Angels dance with flowers. Flowers dance with shadows.

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I’m a shadow hunter. Haunted by ghosts,
I leave (visual) traces. They leave their traces on me ...
Destroyed factories, hangars, vacant lots.
Rubble, city of shadows.
The ghosts are there,
so absent and so present.
Flowers dance with shadows

Lysann came to me, very real, so real.
A nice name, with flowers: Lily-ann. Lys-ann.
Lys-ann, she loves flowers.
She wears them on her tender paleness.
Her body, her flowers, are like rocks that emerge.
Fallen angel, magician.
I go on a desolation row,
Angels invite me to El Dorado.
They dance with flowers.

Those photos have been taken in Berlin, Hambourg and Leipzig.
Most sincere thanks to Nadine and Franzi.

G.A.
17 04 2021