My earliest memories make no logical sense, one moment I’m standing in a field of sugarcane, the next moment I’m with a flock of ladies in a churchyard, in another moment I‘m running up the front steps of home. The green cane stalks loom above me in my toddler height, bowing in the wind as…Read more Lasting Summer
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Wahlberliner
I must admit, I’ve been (more) distracted lately. I am still working on my Origins book project which is coming together slowly but surely. But for the most part, I’ve been living my best life outdoors! Summer has come to Berlin in full force this year! April and May felt more like July. I don’t know…Read more Wahlberliner
Sunbathed
The summer sun bathes all in a golden glow, a glow of burnished bronze before scorching. A little Icarus stands before me, sobbing over a red popsicle melting at his feet, feathers once floating in midair— for a moment all things were possible— now white down sticks to puddles of liquid wax. If you've read my…Read more Sunbathed
Flower & Fruit
The sugary scent of the plump fruit caramelizing in the summer heat was so delicious. The warm air was like syrup. Even the wind gave long slow sighs, relishing its lazy caresses on the soft flesh among the leaves (blushing :-)). The birds flitted around so carefree, plump and content, they happily savored the pick…Read more Flower & Fruit
A Sea of Roses
A sea of roses in high summer, heavy, heady, pink perfumed, dew-dropped wreaths of soft waves never ending. They nod and smile, I Love Forever and Always, They say, scenting certainty with desire, Promising endlessly, endlessly more than today. Text and images by M.P. Baecker © 2017
