I like to observe people on the metro, on the street, in a bar, everywhere.
I always try to imagine what the life of each single person is.
Sometime I make little conversations with strangers, and I get the chance to know a bit more about their life. But sometime I have only questions without an answer…
It’s so great to be lost in my thoughts
It’s the perfect moment to think about you
But it’s only a short instant and I know
After the crossroad I won’t see you anymore
While you are crossing the street I decide
I behold this moment deep inside
Even if I don’t know who you are
Nothing about your past or your future life
What remains to me is only a picture
And the strange emotion I keep in my mind
Even if I don’t know your name
Even if I don’t know from where you came
Ivana, 01 May 2008 Bai Lin Monastery, China