the wolf

the (erika) wolf

devant :: derrière


You made haimgelbauroux topped with stevensprice, late at night.













love likes a gander, and adores a goose:













Fire starter


< Without pretense or apology, I pick up the pieces. >



< Photos from a disposable. >


I am here

I swear, I’m in there somewhere.

Starting, Somewhere

We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring, will be to arrive where we started, and to know the place for the first time. -T.S. Eliot

© Erika Wolf


Sleeping Wolf and Squaw

I found a roll of film in my pocket.

// always leaving //