Lily

Art, photography & love

[since--1994]

El Ateneo, Bs As, Argentina.

[since--1994]

Recoleta, Bs.As, Argentina.

[since--1994]

Palermo, Bs As, Argentina.

[since--1994]

Moa, Palermo, BsAs, Argentina.

[since--1994]

The night advances slowly, and the memories grow harder to forget. Loneliness settles deep into my skin; each day becomes a slow, agonizing pain as I realize you are no longer here. Your memories flood my mind without end, and your voice echoes asking: Where are you? Why did you leave?

I still feel your breath in the loneliness of that gray afternoon, when the wind brushes against my face just as you used to do.

[since--1994]

I just want to vanish and be nothing at all in this world; I long to fly with the angels, move with the flowers, and go along with the wind’s rhythm — free and without fear.

[since--1994]

They tore my pages out like an old notebook,

I don’t know where to pick up or where to start,

each day it grows harder to make out

what you wrote upon those sheets.

Melancholy wraps around my whole being,

leaves me frail, with nothing left

but memories I can’t even bring myself to forget…

[since--1994]

San Miguel, Buenos Aires, Argentina.

[since--1994]

Como a un cuaderno viejo me arrancaron las hojas, no sé en dónde continuar o en dónde empezar, cada día se vuelve más difícil descifrar lo que en esas hojas decías, me envuelve la melancolía de mi ser, me deja débil, y sin recuerdos que olvidar...

[since--1994]

Museo de recoleta, Buenos Aires, Argentina.

[since--1994]

Buenos Aires, Argentina

[since--1994]

[since--1994]