A
man in the prime of his life collecting the well-earned fruits of perseverance, focus and strong
will though never forgetting the bumpy beginnings of his path.
An inspiring
man, respected and unforgettable, witty and artistic, who has painfully experienced the scale of human behaviour. Softened by
time, by love and fear, softened by the very knowledge of life and death, he stands in the middle of the road now, his arms hanging loosely, at ease.
A
man, a
father, a brother, a husband, a friend. Seemingly satisfied with the way his life's branches are inter-woven, sorry for the friends he had to leave behind.
A
man in the prime of his life.
Good-willed towards strangers and newcomers, offering a piece-pipe, crashing walls of ignorance with a word of reason or a meaningful joke. Winning hearts by undressing his soul. A soul, a mirror for all. A mirror they can look into and remember what it meant to be "of origin", origin-al.
