About HeleneBrutger: I like it when the evening stretches slowly. When I have only a thin shirt on me, and I am sitting by the window with a book, and the wind plays with my hair. I like to feel - how the skin reacts to a light cold, how the inner heat wakes up from one glance, from thought, from memoryI love when it all starts without words - only a pause, breathing and approach. When the fingers concern uncertain.
