by Piotr Kubic
People are born with cry, but go away in silence. They become more and more distant in their minds, they go out losing those little parts of life in their eyes, faces.
This theme comes out of fact I keep contact with people living in retirement centre. I'm fascinated many times by their attitude, their stories of life. I'm also grieved by problems and sufferings they have to pass through. All of it makes me wondering about my future and my passing... away.