_4 happiness_is_worth_the_path #dollmask short story series_
This character had some bad days, then made some bad choices, then had few accidents, even she got some spells from some gods. One day she woke up and decided to paint all blacks in blues, to paint all whites in golds, to let her fantasy blow as wind and her body dance as light rays on the water. Now she knows that "happiness is worth the path".
#dollmask series is composed of 8 short story played by 8 characters.

This cilindric puppets are representation of archetypal figures related to family, I realized them many years ago and utilized for improvised storytelling.

After sleeping some year in the basement they are back; one day they whispered me about their longing to see the sunset on the beach, so we had a walk there and found a calm spot to sit down, when the sun started to arch toward the lake they told me in silence about their feeling, the short story is the only thing that can be narrated in words.

Happiness_is_worth_the_path

Foto from the DIRRTY ART Series with Model Anna. Not for commercial use. For your viewing pleasure and collection. Shot for the exhibition in Zürich. The original buyer of this NFT gets an additional free printed copy of this photo in 30x20 cm on Archive Paper. Please send an email to mail@teddymarksphotography.com to claim your exclusive print.

DIRRTYANNA

_3 dreaming_the_element_water #dollmask short story series_ 
This character traveled alone for quite a long time. He went through days of terrible emotions between people helping and taking care, was tortured by nutrition with deep polluted water. Turned out that the best strategy was going back to seed state, the ultimate strategy to pursue a new beginning, new pure life, and "dreaming the element water".
#dollmask series is composed of 8 short story played by 8 characters.

This cilindric puppets are representation of archetypal figures related to family, I realized them many years ago and utilized for improvised storytelling.

After sleeping some year in the basement they are back; one day they whispered me about their longing to see the sunset on the beach, so we had a walk there and found a calm spot to sit down, when the sun started to arch toward the lake they told me in silence about their feeling, the short story is the only thing that can be narrated in words.