Oranges somehow keep coming back in my works.
It started one day in Paris when I was sitting down and watched the Seine River together with Katja. At some point, one orange came calmly floating by as if it appeared from nowhere. Before we knew it another orange appeared and after several minutes there was a long line of oranges in the river.
Where do they come from? Somebody is trying to tell me something? Why oranges?
Strange magical fruit.

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