a poem - rape

There is blood on my hand
and a tiny smile on your face.
All I did was greet you with my anger
but you didn't remain quiet.

There is pleasure in my hands
and anger in your eyes
so I kissed you against the wall
while you closed your heart
letting the fear grow.

Then you run to the sun
letting my heart cold in the night
but my fierce God brought you back
so you belong to me now.


There is pleasure in my hands
and anger in my eyes
I will caress you with my knife tonight.
because you like this game
and want name written on your skin.

Lover ©Carlos Lopez



Artists places

More images from the unfinished 365 project.


An artist workshop.
I don't have fixed pictures on my wall, I can change images as my mood goes. Here the posters of a festival I organize for first time.

I like to collect books about photography so when I saw this in a flew market i bought them without a second thought.

Again my place, a cardboard waiting for me to draw on it.

Šarka drawing.



and old body

Elena, a friend that help me with some shoots for the 365 project I was doing last year.






Day 48..., Failure

I did not manage to continue with this 365 project. At the beginning was and did it for approximately for 55 days (some days I took the photos but not published them) but no more.
As I still have images that I want to share, here are some images I like after I went trough my archive today.

A social gathering for Expats in Brno.

There was chocolate, tomato and a garlic.