Abstract is intangible and personal. It doesn’t attempt to represent reality, but is the mere projection of an idea, an effect; distorted and subjective, rather a reflection of our own self than anything else. Some will only see a bunch of white balloons in the temporarily transformed Covent Garden, others a cloud, a mould formation or even … Continue reading
Coming across such a quaint and quiet little alley in central London always surprises me. Only one street over from the main road, just a few minutes walk from Piccadilly Circus, yet all traffic noise is surprisingly absent and soft music fills the air. Outdoor tables on a heated terrace make this spot perfect for an early dinner … Continue reading
In this ever-changing world it always fascinated me how a photo can arrest time, preserving anything from the most simple settings to the most complicated emotions; freezing impressions that even many years later can trigger the same response in us. A single frame can take us back in time, propel us into turmoil or bring us waveless serenity. When … Continue reading
We all live our respective lives to the best of our knowledge. We make choices, compromise when necessary, bargain in our selfish ways when desperate, and make sacrifices when we see no other choice. There are few other things we’re willing to sacrifice as much as we do for love, as to live without love is to slowly … Continue reading
I’m not much of a morning person; yet when I spent a few weeks in the Caribbean I had to admit that waking up at first light and greeting the sun as it appears above the horizon every morning is as magical and harmonious as it gets. When stress doesn’t cloud our senses and our overworked mind anymore, time can create a synergy, an effortless balance that brings the … Continue reading
Postcards from the Country 