the strength of the few: my musings on hierarchy’s ambitious, uneven sequel
The Catenan Republic is repeatedly described as incomprehensibly large and wide, inexorable, buckling under its own weight. The irony of my feelings for this sequel, …
first kiss, shrouded in mist | part 1
There was some fear, on my part, that our sojourn might dampen what made our encounter so special in the first place. Some strange, quiet …
the garish gleam of gold
some nostalgic photos, including many from the first few rolls of film i ever shot (paris, normandy, verdon and arizona)
ashes to ashes
budding love in the italian riviera, sisterly bond in arizona, journey of self-love in paris
spring in paris, fall in berlin
a b&w collection of memories from spring in paris to early fall in berlin
a hermetically sealed universe
More Italian than French both in appearance and mannerisms, he had the churlish air of a tired rockstar past his prime. I had a hard …
americana
a few snippets of my cosy winter holidays in america, one of my favourite family traditions