Houda Ghorbel
“The door opens and everything changes. Illusory light. You find yourself thrust into an empty black cube lit by a single lamp whose light forms a perfect circle on the cold floor.
Evil In Bloom
Wadi Mhiri
Ready to rape the heavens, the black missile stands imposing and proud, waiting its turn. Like a historical monument,
Evil Blue
Wadi Mhiri
“From one point of view, time has no meaning except that of always going forward, crushing seconds one by one,
Guardian Angel
Wadi Mhiri
“It is said that death is part of life and the reaper has one hundred faces.