katrine neoromantika photography spring is popping its head out all around me. the magnolia trees, the crab apples, as well as the others...

it’s a bright sunday morning in april and as i make my way back from st. mark’s, i am aware that some of the funk that had settled around...

“In a world where the dead are returning to life, ‘trouble’ loses much of its meaning. … Land of the Dead.” Dennis Hopper i went to the...

There is no fire like greed, No crime like hatred, No sorrow like separation, No sickness like hunger of heart, And no joy like the...