Storm on the Sea
Nothing screams custom-made like Gozitan boathouses
Full-moon gazing at the telescope on a cold night in the garden.
As per tradition I found myself in the backseat of my parents' car being driven around Gozo on Boxing Day. I found the rain-soaked windows to be the right filter for my pensive image-recording. Driving through familiar places is like an annual checkpoint to my existence, where I feel realigned into my roots, no matter how far away my feet and thought processes have taken me.
I've also kept busy on my Instagram account this past month.
The excitement never ceases.