The only times I’ve ever used sth to help me with my photographic vocals as I use to call my passion was, is and will always be Music.
So welcome to… Photography.
Amazing night with Roger on his show in Gdańsk, Poland.
RESIST!
The only times I’ve ever used sth to help me with my photographic vocals as I use to call my passion was, is and will always be Music.
It’s very for me hard to get a full consciousness of the location, theme of work or even knowing people without it.
Photography is very much a made-up-in-the-head thing which is all being created and built up from a basic throbbing made in my head.
Reality is just a live studio proposition which we too often use for granted. As the art ends on the wall – I hope it’s still screaming as a form of collage of different objects using my soundstudio.
So welcome to… Photography.
Welcome my son,
Welcome to the machine.
Where have you been?
It’s all right, we know where you’ve been.
You’ve been in the pipe line filling in time,
Provided with toys and scouting for boys.
You bought a guitar to punish you ma,
And you didn’t like school,
And you know you’re nobody’s fool.
So welcome to the machine.
Welcome my son,
Welcome to the machine.
What did you dream?
It’s all right, we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star.
He played a mean guitar.
He always ate in the steak bar,
He loved to drive in his Jaguar.
So welcome to the machine.
Welcome to the machine – Pink Floyd