Waiting for a miracle
Wandering in an empty space, a white, noisy, void. In garments unaware of the coming weather. Still we walk out, in the April snow. The space between us freezes, we glance at the concrete, the gasoline creeps up, we indulge ourselves in an aggressive jump in the endless puddles. Engaging with strangers. Hugging the bag, like a shell of something warm. A non existing warmth. Bloom, a playful crystallization of the last days of winter. An editorial created by Colin Svensson, together with Paul Edwards and Daniel Darko.
