Everyone in the newspaper accepted that I was different. Not special. Or prodigiously talented. Just different. I could see people. I could write stories about them. I could discover them.
I Could be a writer if only… قراءة المزيد »
I take care of my ageing father.
Mademoiselle Julia – Chapter one قراءة المزيد »
It is a fine evening. Fine enough for discoveries. And new friendships. And a sandwich decorated with a rose. Or is it a flower. So many roses. So many flowers. Delicious tea. An espresso and chocolate dressed as a red rose. Or is it a flower? It is certainly a fine evening. This is not
Roses or maybe flowers… قراءة المزيد »
“Say goodbye to everything you know”.
Letters to No – One: Number 6 قراءة المزيد »
I keep repeating myself don’t I?
Letters to No – One : Number 5 قراءة المزيد »
“This subject may have dozens of possibilities. I begin drawing first, at varying speeds- sometimes with immediate force, and at other times with slow deliberation”.Check out full article in the section:EXHIBITIONS.
Mansour El Haber’s Possibilities… قراءة المزيد »
Allow me to turn you into a story.Your forgotten gems,Your intimate neighborhoods,Your new bashful buildings,Your influencers,Your losers,Your heartbreakers, who, I am told, are also heartbroken, Your elegance, Your galleries, Your plays, Your arrogance – Oh! so justified,Your misunderstood artists,Your wounded lovers who still believe in the magic of beginnings.And if you do not allow me,Why,
Albanian Artist raised in Athens, Mariela Bilitsa, has a rather interesting philosophy and that always makes for a great quote.She tells me in our very interesting interview(Check out section : Q and A over the borders): “I Made a lot of mistakes before I finally let go of the academic style and found my own
Quote by an artist: Mariela Looks forward to more mistakes! قراءة المزيد »
But you see, sir, dead people are allowed to hang on to any glimpses of life they can find.And my father says it’s going to be a long summer.But you wouldn’t understand the notion of death, sir.Would you now?Yet summer is still a few days away.I fight a thousand war on a daily basis.My biggest
And the buzzing of that menacing drone hovering over us all day and all night.
Letters to No – One : Number 4 قراءة المزيد »
I smell of disappointment.
Letters to No – one: Number 3 قراءة المزيد »
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