Musings on arts of all ages, and at times creating art with words – literature – myself.
Sometimes… when the streets are quiet again in the late morning hours, she imagines the curious incidences around the people in flat 15A (with a capital A because that is how they label the small places between the buildings of …
How I survived Monday is beyond any understanding. Weak and yet resilient like a cactus in the rain. By three I said to myself: when he can go to Malta with his friends, I go to Rome with myself.The idea …
What if victims don’t want to be victims? What if they want to abuse their abuser – just hadn’t had the chance before.I was surprised to find Caravaggio behind Da Vinci’s ‘Foetus in the womb’.Perhaps the Guardian simply proves an …
As much as my mother in sickness talks about my bank account and money, as much I think about time. The concept of creativity manifests more thoroughly and for the first time perhaps I look at Freud as a human …
With a lot of fun the weeks pass by – while I am settling in – now even closer to the window and the sea. The round view lets me see the sea, the cliffs and the port.Attempts of thinking …
Some people seriously ask me if I never tire of drawing a line between myself and others. Actually… No. The best comparison is probably the yellow stripe on station platforms: they keep you away from the tracks.Often enough I dream …
Hmmmmm you know, I pick up funny stories here and there but this one….is truly hilarious! Seven-tonne Big Mango stolen Imagine…there may be someone out there right now trying to squeeze it through customs…would make a great smoothie.
It appears that even gravediggers are struggling occasionally. Despite that we saw a few more sunny moments, the still soggy grounds have become too dangerous to simply bury anyone. Thus, death behold! Here is a short sequence of impressions around …
I had no intentions whatsoever of being reflective on V-Day. Though I wrote this last night… Often, finding the right short words is certainly more difficult than putting an entire book down on paper.After over two months, my coffee boy …
…or I embrace BE Love is need huh.Then it clicked.Mentally, I curtsied and left the room with steady feet or the certainty that nothing can be undone. Some songs are just composed in a way that every single word of …
