Updates

I may have had the writer’s block, but not the artist’s one. More to come. 🙂

…in the orange sun rays…

And the gift of the people who don’t put curtains in the living room

Where an artist is never merely an artist…

I’m not going to be nostalgic after just two months, but…

Where optimism dominates

Looking at the crows hunting worms in the lawns

I love this kind of things, these chance encounters that are more intense of a planned “coffee”

Where I feel welcome

Where I found myself at home

This post title was stealed from the British Museum payoff, but I think it suits perfectly well the city of London as well.