dear nightwalkers and fellow photography enthusiasts, it has been commonly said that a journey starts with a single step. but does it really? i honestly think that a journey starts from the moment it was

Rain had been falling since late afternoon, tracing silver lines across the window of a quiet café tucked into the corner of the city. At the table nearest the glass sat Arga, his hands wrapped around

Anhang D – Zeitwahrnehmung und Langzeitstrategien des marsianischen Superorganismus / Appendix D – Perception of Time and Long-Term Strategies of the Martian Superorganism

All of the photos in this set were taken in the 1970s. They were all probably taken in Michigan.