Posts Tagged: Julia

07.06

  Ekaterina danced tirelessly in the FishTrain halls, days and nights, alone and in front of hundreds, in summer and winter to a music she alone heard. Looking at her Julia heard the music too.   Advertisements

07.06

  Ekaterina danced tirelessly in the FishTrain halls, days and nights, alone and in front of hundreds, in summer and winter to a music she alone heard. Looking at her Julia heard the music too.  

07.04

  Gaia spoke again from memory, her words mysterious and fascinating to Julia. Whoever cannot seek the unforeseen sees nothing, for the known way is an impasse.  

07.04

  Gaia spoke again from memory, her words mysterious and fascinating to Julia. Whoever cannot seek the unforeseen sees nothing, for the known way is an impasse.  

07.02

Upon those who step into the same rivers, different and again different waters flow, said Gaia. Julia listened quietly, her eyes focused on the candle’s dancing flame.

07.02

Upon those who step into the same rivers, different and again different waters flow, said Gaia. Julia listened quietly, her eyes focused on the candle’s dancing flame.

06.99

Let me tell you a story, said Gaia. Julia smiled and sat on the floor next to her. The room was dark but for a candle burning on the old coffee table in front of them. As Gaia spoke her

06.99

Let me tell you a story, said Gaia. Julia smiled and sat on the floor next to her. The room was dark but for a candle burning on the old coffee table in front of them. As Gaia spoke her

06.92

Less than an hour from Atlantic Station, the terraced gardens of Bergen Island saluted the girls at dawn.

06.92

Less than an hour from Atlantic Station, the terraced gardens of Bergen Island saluted the girls at dawn.

06.91

The FishTrain from Locust Island to the Atlantic Station was called Fjordomatic. The dark and creaky cars were wood-paneled, mirrors hovered above the sofas and incandescent bulbs dangled from the ceilings, providing unsteady light. Passengers drank wine and tea while listening

06.91

The FishTrain from Locust Island to the Atlantic Station was called Fjordomatic. The dark and creaky cars were wood-paneled, mirrors hovered above the sofas and incandescent bulbs dangled from the ceilings, providing unsteady light. Passengers drank wine and tea while listening

06.89

Giulia, Gaia and Kristen visited Locust Island for year’s end festivities. As they left the Fishtrain station, the warm air and the clear skies made them feel it was summer again, in the heart of winter.

06.89

Giulia, Gaia and Kristen visited Locust Island for year’s end festivities. As they left the Fishtrain station, the warm air and the clear skies made them feel it was summer again, in the heart of winter.