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Georg, Secrets to Silence, 06.Sep.2015 In movement, when you asked I wished my answer could be forever. I lay my face on the window,...


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We are not beasts, 05.Sep.2015 We are not beasts, he told us so. I start crying while the three of us hug. I do not represent people’s...


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It can not be, 04.Sep.2015 It can not be that everything is wrong, that we lost all the battles, that the mood is pessimistic every time....


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Diz, 03.Sep.2015 Diz personality it’s like the sea, it adapts to the shape that contains it. Diz personality is in a constant change and...


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Tibidabo, 02.Sep.2015 Summer, you make me feel. I want you to go away, I want to be sucked by a black whole and transform myself into...


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I speak the language, 01.Sep.2015 I arrived to Europe exactly 2 years ago. I speak the language again but I do not define myself with it....


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Get me to the moon, 2015 #ManuelMoncayo #ManuelMoncayo


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Got my passport checked on the train, 31.Aug.2015 Hunting shadows of color made me full. Moving is peaceful. I go round in circles. The...


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Montpellier, 28.August.2015 The bluest light, the biggest moon, the darkness in your eyes, the roads that we won’t see together once...


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Improvisation, 21.Aug.2015 What am I doing? Why haven’t I get an answer? What should I do? What can I do? Why am I struggling? Why do I...


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Circumstantial, 19.Aug.2015 Asphyxiate me harder, transparently. Look through me, nocturnal. Sleeping in your arms, vaguely. You and me,...


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Take me please, drive faster, 18.Aug.2015 It leads to destruction and the sunset is nowhere. It is starting to hurt, I can not wait to be...


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In my arms, 17.Aug.2015 I have you in my arms, precious your lips and the blue you provoke. I have you in my arms and I won’t let go. I...


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14.Aug.2015 Talking about being in my 20s, about never touching the floor, about the lack of structure, the perception of life and death,...


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Georg Secrets to silence, 2015 by Manuel Moncayo #ManuelMoncayo #ManuelMoncayo


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I am crying, 13.Aug.2015 I am crying because there are people around me, I am crying because they trust on what I do, I am crying because...


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Stefan, 12.Aug.2015 Random conversations that lead to closeness, wanting to be, loving to be, being to love. #diary #ManuelMoncayo...


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You go, 09.Aug.2015 Puberty on ecstasy, erotic conversations of beauty, misunderstanding, lack of trust, half way openness, six or seven...


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26, 07.Aug.2015 I am 26. The time is blue. #diary #ManuelMoncayo #ManuelMoncayo


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Home, 04.Aug.2015 Home is not where it used to be, I am a guest in my own space, I travel and I don’t belong. What seems familiar has a...
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