given to fly

There are a couple of places that make me feel home; safe, sound and sacred. One of them is the air. On a plane, you're a million miles away from the troubles of ground, and probably going somewhere fun. Going, is full of hope and vibe. When you look down from a plane, all there is to see is universal beauty and harmony with no trace of time. The earth itself, free from sweat, tears and blood. Even the windows are scratched, which provides a grainy-dreamy distance between you and the nearby cloud. From now and then I capture the airy moments without the moment itself.