Travelling in My City

.My artist self. When I stray, Life brings me back. When I become too much in my head, Life brings me back to my body. A car scratch. All people are our teachers. She is. Outside the café window directly in front of me, she sat down and took her laptop out of a bright …

Vanity : the new black

The hot topic on a breakfast show this week was teenagers posting selfies taken at funerals, pulling faces and stuff, at times with their dead grand-parents. A grey bobbed lady was outraged at the lack of respect, the other two presenters less so. Perhaps the grand-parents were not that nice or they weren’t that close, …

The Art of Life

I like things. Things make me really happy. On Sunday I stayed at home the whole day just to be amongst my things. I had thought I would go out, but there were so many flowers in my house and so I stayed home to enjoy them. I  had planned to go to the art …