I always loved autumn. That slightly mysterious time when everything is covered by mist, colours… Well the start of my autumn was sunny….but not less mysterious. I feel….reunited with myself. Where did it happen? Maybe when I was sitting in Malecón close to my beloved Campanario with the flowers in my hands and wind playing…

On the picture is Sashinka during her trip (religious and study) to Cuba in the house of maestro O´Farrill . Due to the fact that I was there two months ago I wanted to respect the older professor (80 y) and I trained the afrocuban folklore daily in high humidity and temperatures in mask. No…

Let them tell that you can´t do it while you are actually working on it in silence...