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Damian Mark Whittle
Damian Mark Whittle
A gateway to a reflected world. Damian Mark Whittle
Damian Mark Whittle
Welcome to 2018 everyone! Damian Mark Whittle
I remember another winter when the snow also fell. I was far away from home. For a week, I lay every night with another man. There was no question of… Read more Winter →
The tales of centuries written in the lines and bumps of bark. By comparison, humanity has barely learnt to speak yet. Damian Mark Whittle
These woods have always been my friend. They held all my childhood dreams and fantasies. When the world wounded and terrified me and I retreated into closed places, the trees waited. When… Read more Walking in the Woods →
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