If the eyes are the reflection of the soul, why is it only when I aim at you and pull the trigger that I see your soul?
A study of armed conflict in Basque country and Colombia through vision theory and gaming
Writing in Progress,
Research in progress – some images to imagine what it could be
In Itxassu and Mauléon, I’ve always lived surrounded by guns buried in every field.
And from experience, I know that everything buried is either found one day or grows, giving birth to trees that multiply the seeds and eventually cover the sky with their leaves.
Putting gunners in jail—how many gunners love guns?
Mine love guns. I love guns but hate jail.
Seeing/projecting, pathe of light
what to look at when death occur ?
Light come from the source or the eye
Where does the image occur ?