angels and demons

Graffiti provokes a response.

Emotional. Visceral. Basic. A cry.

These belgradestreets; the people who live, love and work here, provoke me.

Graffiti enrages, captures, beguiles us.

I’d like to share a line of poetry, and a heartfelt thank you…

“For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror
which we are still just able to endure,
and we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Every angel is terrifying.”

Poetry from Duino Elegies by Rainer Maria Rilke, The First Elegy

Nowhere to hide
Nowhere to hide
The harder path
The harder path
Pipe dreams
Pipe dreams
Mine, all mine
Mine, all mine
Hope is never lost
Hope is never lost
Terrible angel
Terrible angel

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