I see you

When darkness can show you the light ...

It was a sunny sunday afternoon and I was walking around Kazimierz searching for a place to have a descent breakfast (I got up a bit late that day). I was passing by an old and seemingly unhabitated house when I noticed a child drawing sticked on the dusty window. The whole scene looked so unreal that my mind was overwhelmed with ideas. I imagined a kid living in this dark room with only his drawings presenting a way to communicate with the world. Eventually the drawing turned into writings on a wet window and the kid into a blind girl, but I guess these are the ways of the imagination - always unpredictable and peculiar in its own twisted way.