Red. The color of fury, of passion, of something that just burns. Words fail to describe what the color justifies. It blazes, hurts the eye and touches the soul. The color of blood, the color of danger, the color of brutality. The color of happiness, something that transcends. There it is, devotion, the art of … More Red


I love the roads, they take me to places I have never been, or to the ones I enjoy going to.  I love the roads, they tell me new stories each time, of people unspoken of.  I love the roads, they have a mystery of their own, waiting to be unraveled by someone, to be … More Roads