THE NOSTALGIA STORE
Photo: Kosio Kosev
Models: Ivailo Dimitrov & Lazarina Kotkova
Sofia/Bulgaria 2008
The Nostalgia Store
Dusty shelves covered with old hats
dusty cups, autumn leaves
and letters, yellowish from waiting-
talismans against griefs.
Dusk and sand from dried up seas
herbarium of memories, among them
a clover withering.
Here you can buy a past-
an accidental photo from forgotten flash
sunset colour, seashell sound
two-three words-voice coming from a phone
two-three words with metal taste against oblivion
a wet silhouette seen afar.
Snowballs thrown long since.
Prolonged rainfalls, presentiment of heavy wind.
In this shop for anything and everything
it is quiet. The clock has stopped??
But you hear a voice. And see a mirror.
-The currency is future. With preliminary fee.
The salesman in this case is me.
by Volen Nikolaev
AN OLD STORY
Photo: Kosio Kosev
Models: Elitza Tzaneva & Petya Dineva
Bulgaria 2008
LOCK THE FEAR
Photo: Bella Volen
Model: Natalia Nagano
Vienna/Austria 2008
FEAR IN A LOCK
Photo: Bella Volen
Model: Natalia Nagano
Vienna/Austria 2008
MUSIC AS A RITUAL– H.I.M
Photo: Bella Volen
Model: Madlen Miteva
Sofia/Bulgaria 2008
Gloom
It’s gloomy.
The sun set outside
and within me.
It’s dusty.
Bottom of a dried heart.
It rains in the others
but I’m a desert.
From where did it come
this dead moment?
I would
take a part my body
and feed it to the birds,
but bread I am not
and wine dosen’t
run in my veins.
I am just... sand
with a smell of desert,
taste of ice.
The cold after warm wind.
The spring after heavy winter.
I am goodness and hate.
Your angel.
The daemon in your hair.
I’m everyone
and no-one again.
The whisper of the days.
The silence in the night.
I’m your illusion of lonesomeness.
by Bella Volen
5 O’CLOCK
Photo: Rumyana Chapanova
Model: Sava Chapanov
Sofia /Bulgaria 2008
I NEVER KNEW YOU, BUT I MISS YOU
Photo: Michael Grinner, moccabeans.com
Model: Biggi
Vienna/Austria
2008
