









Self-portrait. I thought I had made a joke. Then someone called me a dickhead.

This guy gave me a brownie.

On my way to the supermarket, I came across a group of teenagers, around 14 or 15 years old. At the back, walking a few steps behind the rest, was this green boy.



On the way to the gym in my hometown, I see an old man accompanied by a young woman. As I cycle past, I catch a glimpse of his face which is flickering like a flame between surprise and confusion.

