Memory

But now, in India he used to bring out his notebook and write, in front of peoples, in streets, in busses… I took a series of pictures of him writing; these are my favorites. Knowing him for years, and now its something new I see in him.
The last wisdom I remember:
In eternity you don’t see anyone writing anything, because we are in the stories, in the happening. So those who still keep on writing, are the ones who have really understood the vanity of writing.