I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
There is an art, or rather, a knack, to flying. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.