Volunteer porter
door Vrijwilligers Centrale Amsterdam / Photo by: Sake Rijpkema
Th text was written during the first lockdown when suddenly citylive was dead. While people died of long failure in hospitals the city could finally breathe. But the city isn’t a city without people in it, they make the city. Empty squares abandoned shopping malls when I walk through the streets. The words needed to be written.
by Tjeerd Herrema
Tonco on his favourite works in the exhibition On Earth
Going to the vet by yourself …