I speak to you, I hear you
A melody sung by the wind across the desert and heard by a flute, a melody sung by a flute over the desert and heard by the wind.
A mirage in the night
For a moment he saw her among the stars, but when he looked closer she was no longer there, only the sea of sand and the stars remained.
Material goods
Imagine being in a neutral and empty place like a desert, in front of you you see, somewhere, there is a cube, how is it? The first one you imagined, is it close? Is it far? Great? Small? New? Ancient? Describe it in your mind: it represents the relationship between you and material goods.
The hopes
What is a boat moored on a sea of sand under a blizzard if not a hope?
I speak to you, I hear you
A melody sung by the wind across the desert and heard by a flute, a melody sung by a flute over the desert and heard by the wind.
Sunset and moonrise over Tizi n’Tichka
There is a place in the Tizi n’Tichka where I go every night to tend a garden while I fall asleep.
For every time I will touch You a shiver will run on your skin
A spell always inspires a painting, sometimes it happens that a painting invokes a spell.
Tide with crescent moon
How beautiful and mysterious it is to feel all these tides when a new moon rises within us.