-Few things are so refreshing as getting a serious beating, The Sicilian said. But it seldom happens. Kicks are always hard to find. And yes, it’s my fault. Because in my darkest hour I scare the shit out of any … Continue reading The Taste Of Blood Smells Great
An unknown voice in my head started talking to me when I was trying to understand and capture the colour of the sea. Why would you paint something when you can take a picture of it? A thing I share … Continue reading Bits And Pieces (Reflections About Art And Life)
Monday February 16, 2009. ´WHAT IS A STRANGER DOING IN A STRANGE COUNTRY?´ somebody asked. I was excited, and felt at the same time uneasy. Whenever I see the sea, or a fire, I fall silent, impressed by their elemental … Continue reading People Are Strange (But We All Speak The Same Language)!