I’m moving through this period. I move with a smile sometimes. I sometimes move dancing. I sometimes move with a glass of wine. I sometimes move depressed. I sometimes move longingly. Sometimes I move hopefully. Sometimes I don’t move… sometimes… I move… I move in this period and in it I feel human.
In the whole quarantine period I have portrayed my feelings in my photography. This is an image from a series of images.
door Sevilay Maria van Dorst
Small poetic sonic events