02.10.2017 Sundays are meant to be forgotten. The past becomes present when you live on it. What is the use of experience when you...

01.10.2017 Sober artist:                      A take on happiness in a consumer’s world. #diary #ManuelMoncayo

30.09.2017 The ecstasy of you inside me. #diary #ManuelMoncayo #ManuelMoncayo

Edgar, 29.09.2017 #diary #ManuelMoncayo

29.09.2017 Avocado, feta and honey. #diary #ManuelMoncayo #ManuelMoncayo

28.09.2017 Are our smells merging? #diary #ManuelMoncayo #ManuelMoncayo

XX.09.2017 For Pavel: My days have never been easier, and that does not mean I do not struggle but there is hope. I have been waiting for...

22.10.2017 Jens photographed near Berlin. #diary #ManuelMoncayo #ManuelMoncayo

10.08.2017 My camera is broken. My emptiness manifests. #diary #ManuelMoncayo

09.08.2017 I’ve been waiting for someone to come and rescue me, but the rescue has taken so long that I forgot what I wanted to be...

08.08.2017 You never gave me so much beauty. Who do you call your friends and why don’t they push you forward? Why is everyone around...

07.08.2017 I am 28 years old. Flowers for me and the universe. #diary #ManuelMoncayo

06.08.2017 I sleep in the arms that are present. That is a double lie. #diary #ManuelMoncayo

05.08.2017 G, Commissioned job, 2017 #diary #ManuelMoncayo

04.08.2017 Boredom and loneliness. #diary #ManuelMoncayo

03.08.2017 The day fixed itself. #diary #ManuelMoncayo #ManuelMoncayo

02.08.2017 He cooks. He’s well. The radio expands till you no longer feel the effect of what was once primordial. He’s real. #diary...

01.08.2017 I talk to myself like you are inside of me, Sofia. The world expands by the second, perception. Complained about the winter...

Maximilian, 02.08.2017 #diary #ManuelMoncayo #ManuelMoncayo #Maximilian

31.07.2017 What is it that I can not see what is in front of me? #diary #ManuelMoncayo